Goat of departure, on his back rides their shame Antithesis of their ivory Christian chains Fearful thee ovis, their weakened hearts and minds We are the satyrs of hedonistic kind
Less traveled is our path Laid darkly to the left Footprint of Mendes emblazoning our armored breast Great bearded Capra who towers o’er the land A tribute to your magnificence The feared sign of the horns shows on our hands
Azazel, the damned ibex Swath of scarlet ties his neck To the desert, banished Yet our curse lives on
Embrace the glory of the goat Worship the one who burns below Heretic liberation of the soul Dispel their false salvation as a whole
Misunderstood, our Lord Preserver of the horde Footprint of Mendes enchants our angel-cleaving swords O' silvered capra taught us to fear no man In your honor, we have gathered strength To rid their aging falsehoods from this land
We’ll fight their kingdom high The burdened scapegoat, cast aside Like he has, we shall too, survive Melding our powers, undenied
Order of Ebon, we are his righteous blade Reich of satanic rule, the iron might of Baphomet Bringers of chaos, we are an antichrist Swing spiked morning stars To crush his kingdom, our delight
Dance ye now unto to the satyr's lyre Spring-heeled devotion to hell's eternal fires Instinctively to follow, thine desire We should ashamed, not be Preservation of the will is key
Embrace the glory of the goat Worship the one who burns below Heretic liberation of the soul Dispel their false salvation as a whole
We’ll fight their kingdom high The burdened scapegoat, cast aside Like he has, we shall too, survive Melding our powers, undenied