By These Words by Sorcery Lyrics
I draw circles on the floor with the sword
Imagine a line of golden flames following the sword's point
I held my goat skull to the north and whisper the rite
Oh, hail Satan, Antichrist and the false prophet
Hail you Belial, the leader of the force of evil
In the war of the son of light and son of darkness
Blood chilling tales of evil
By these words. By these words
Adversary, the lord of the damned the lord of fate
Take my soul and write with blood on my hands
All the ancient evil, and the sign of the son 666
Zazas, Zazas, Nasatanada, Zazas, by these words
Raise, raise and slaughter the priest, insult the blood
And curse the dismembered carcass of the lamb
Blood chilling tales
I A Luciferno, the prince of darkness, the prince to the crown
One of the four princes to the golden throne of blood
The leader of the almighty, whispering winds of mayhem.,
When the winds whisper the symphony of the damned
Into my ear, I know that the time is right
I held high my dagger with symbols of ancient evil
And sacrifice the virgin in the name of the four hoards
Name ti e four hoards
By these words
Blood chilling tales
By these words
Imagine a line of golden flames following the sword's point
I held my goat skull to the north and whisper the rite
Oh, hail Satan, Antichrist and the false prophet
Hail you Belial, the leader of the force of evil
In the war of the son of light and son of darkness
Blood chilling tales of evil
By these words. By these words
Adversary, the lord of the damned the lord of fate
Take my soul and write with blood on my hands
All the ancient evil, and the sign of the son 666
Zazas, Zazas, Nasatanada, Zazas, by these words
Raise, raise and slaughter the priest, insult the blood
And curse the dismembered carcass of the lamb
Blood chilling tales
I A Luciferno, the prince of darkness, the prince to the crown
One of the four princes to the golden throne of blood
The leader of the almighty, whispering winds of mayhem.,
When the winds whisper the symphony of the damned
Into my ear, I know that the time is right
I held high my dagger with symbols of ancient evil
And sacrifice the virgin in the name of the four hoards
Name ti e four hoards
By these words
Blood chilling tales
By these words