Year Of The Goat
of darkness
They walk through the mist
To an ancient place
Gathering for the King
To invoke his name
Potion from the darkest well
Opens for pagan souls
Hear the angels of heaven wailing
As they call for the lord of darkness
They walk through the mist
To an ancient place
Gathering for the King
To invoke his name
Potion from the darkest well
Opens for pagan souls
Hear the angels of heaven wailing
As they call for the lord of darkness