1. SATANIC MAJESTY

We are alive into our graves
Blood red eyes
turn insane
Your blood we crave
Drugs and lust
To the Goat we kneel
In the dark
Satanic ritual we command
From the graveyard
We rise in hell

You are the chosen one
Victim of our lust
(We are) Insane to the bone
You are condemned and alone

Creatures of Satan
Gather for the black mass
To the black goat we hail..
Baphomet
Orgies of Black lust
By the damned
Vampires undead and our Lord as one

You are the chosen soul
Damned endlessly
Your blood is spilled for our
pleasure
Satanic Majesty in all its splendor

Kiss the Goat and die


2. BLACK ABYSS

Black Magick’s lust for death
Black Mass conjures the evil dead
The horned god will take us beyond
Through the Black Abyss
Rises Satan’s spawn

Poisonous tortured souls
Sweep the lands the air and sea
The gate is open now
Curse this world eternally

Nekropsalms are sung
Through the veils of damnation
Lustful demons appear in the night
Damned legions of hell’s evokation


3. WE DRINK YOUR BLOOD

In the night
Dark figures fly through
Red blood skies
We come to take your life
Hooded ghouls of the endless times

Empires rise and fall
The sun rises and goes
But we are still here

We drink your blood

Your blood is our drug and delight
You taste the smell of death tonight
There’s no escape when we shun the light…
We come to drink your blood this night


4. WITCHES BREW

(Instrumental)


5. SEASON OF THE DAMNED

The creed of the bloodlust we are
Obnoxious creature of the dark
We poison the land the air and sea
We are cursed and this is our destiny
Rancid leeches without any regret
Welcome to season of the damned

Our future is just an empty tomb
The sun fades endlessly
(We are all a) MASS OF LEECHES WITHOUT REGRET
Welcome to the SEASON OF THE DAMNED

Bloodthirsty beings without relief
Souls cast into the eternal fire
Blinded by our profane desires

Our future is just an empty tomb
The sun fades endlessly
(We are all a) MASS OF LEECHES WITHOUT REGRET
Welcome to the SEASON OF THE DAMNED

No one will be saved
On the Reckoning Day


6. APPARITIONS

(Instrumental)


7. CURSE OF THE UNDEAD

In the mist
A profaned tomb opens
We drag you in
Come and join our sins

You are the undead
Unholy damned
Cursed to be a slave
In this hell on earth


8. DEAD DAWN

(Instrumental)


9. TEMPLE OF THE DRUGGED SORCERIES

Black sunshine in the skies
In our shrine of death
We smoke the leaf divine

Intoxication takes us high
With our Dark Lord we
Shun the light

Blasphemous rites
With the pipes of hell
We lose our minds
With no regrets

Sorceries of death
Your mind leaves the Earth
Into the Sun we fly
We go back to dreaming out of Time…