Come fanatics, come to the sabbath
Thirteen dressed in black are here
Screaming, naked our altar
Kissed by the whip, now Satan's daughter

Our witchcult grows...

Black goat forms from dopesmoke
Baphomet we bow to thee
Higher, higher, devils' disciples
Nameless chants breed sorcery

Father, mother, our brothren your children
Black masses, black magic, with drugs
Our witchcult grows...


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    General CommentOur witchcult grows...
    D.B.on December 25, 2007   Link
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    General CommentA great opening track. It has the kind of chord progression, riffs and repeating chorus at the end that make it repeatedly listenable.
    jejhon December 26, 2007   Link
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    General CommentBlack goat forms from dopesmoke
    Baphomet we bow to thee
    Higher, higher, devils' disciples
    Nameless chants breed sorcery
    ...
    How awesome is that?
    pimbaon May 15, 2009   Link

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