Blood Monk - Goatlord

Blood Monk come to my throne

Evil reels inside your mind

Your life is filled with Pagan worship

Vultures circle around the Black Pool

Dancing in the ritual

Spilling the warm blood of a lamb

Forgotten lies of Jesus Christ

Your soul is turning black… black

The black shrine is hidden

In a cave of stinking moss

Blood Monk is kneeling

At his black altar

He lights the kindling fire

And chants so silently

He whispers bestial rites

Now your unholy deeds are done

Return to your rotting Master

Blood Monk your soul forever will burn

In the flames of Sodom… Sodom

Dancing in the ritual

Spilling the lamb’s blood

Blood Monk you’re not God

You’re God

Blood Monk

Standing around fire

Praying to your savior

Trinkets desire

Blood Monk come…

Blood Monk

Come to the throne of blood

Come to the throne of lies…