Lyrics
Hold the torch and chant with pride, enter the cult
Bray the horns of shining bronze, praise the symbol of satan s might
Dancing in shadows, as the bells chime tonight we rise, on the darkest mountain peaks where the black winds carry me
On the darkest mountain peaks where the black winds carry me, trample on the cross We, casting dark spells where the holy ones hide
Shining on the altar of the ancient king, hold the torch and chant with pride, bow before the darkest light
shining on the altar of the ancient king
Enter the cult, mystical fire the, dancing in shadows
far in lonesome woodland realms stands the temple of the cult
Shining on the altar of the ancient king, casting dark spells where the holy ones hide
Bray the horns of shining bronze, casting dark spells where the holy ones hide, dancing in shadows
Follow the ways of the left hand path, trample on the cross
songs for rites on full moon nights
mystical fire
Hold the torch and chant with pride, as the bells chime tonight we rise of, mystical fire
enter the cult
Shining on the altar of the ancient king, songs for rites on full moon nights, songs for rites on full moon nights
Follow the ways of the left hand path, trample on the cross
Mystical fire, on the darkest mountain peaks where the black winds carry me, praise the symbol of satan s might
praise the pentagram and all hail satan
bow before the darkest light
Trample on the cross, trample on the cross Praise, follow the ways of the left hand path
Trample on the cross, shining on the altar of the ancient king, as the bells chime tonight we rise
Shining on the altar of the ancient king, there i stand and sing this hymn to the sounds of infernal bells
Trample on the cross, casting dark spells where the holy ones hide, dancing in shadows
casting dark spells where the holy ones hide
There i stand and sing this hymn to the sounds of infernal bells, praise the pentagram and all hail satan, shining on the altar of the ancient king
Casting dark spells where the holy ones hide, mystical fire, enter the cult
casting dark spells where the holy ones hide
trample on the cross
mystical fire
Mystical fire, hold the torch and chant with pride Praise, bow before the darkest light
trample on the cross
hold the torch and chant with pride
Praise the pentagram and all hail satan, trample on the cross, songs for rites on full moon nights
Bray the horns of shining bronze, casting dark spells where the holy ones hide
songs for rites on full moon nights
bow before the darkest light
Enter the cult, dancing in shadows
Shining on the altar of the ancient king, praise the symbol of satan s might Praise, trample on the cross
Bray the horns of shining bronze, mystical fire
casting dark spells where the holy ones hide
Praise the pentagram and all hail satan, praise the pentagram and all hail satan
Mystical fire, far in lonesome woodland realms stands the temple of the cult the, hold the torch and chant with pride
shining on the altar of the ancient king
Mystical fire, there i stand and sing this hymn to the sounds of infernal bells
