Belphegor - The Crosses Made Of Bone

All they hold sacred – all they consecrated
Corrupted and trampled – lewd acts desecrated

The witch's hour – the devil's power

The affliction spreads – blood soaked oaths
A permanent Kraft – of eternal black

Sathan: Let the impurity prevail!

The crosses made of bone
In shallow graves of stone
The ravens pick the tombs
Sathan's hovering above the black mass

The twisted hymns – will forever be preached
A gospel of sickness – height of madness reached

The witch's hour – the devil's power

Children's skulls and feet – crushed and brewed
A permanent Kraft – of eternal black

Sathan: Let the impurity prevail!

The crosses made of bone
In shallow graves of stone
The ravens pick the tombs
Sathan's hovering above the black mass