The Sacrament
Portrait
5:27
Текст песни
In the night, now at the crossroads he stands Offerings placed upon the ground Oh, Devil Receive these offerings and bless me in wealth and all victory in battle Walking home, sensing a presence within himself He could have sworn he heard it speak The pact was sealed and the voice in his mind grew in strength as it sang... Azza uzza azziel tubal-cain azazel Azza uzza azziel tubal-cain azazel Home at last, the voices echoing in his head Until he fell asleep that night Dreaming of bonfires lit and of witches who danced all possessed as they sang Azza uzza azziel tubal-cain azazel Azza uzza azziel tubal-cain azazel Oh brave soldier Our master heard your call Open your eyes Behold the splendour of horns And they showed him their master upon in his throne Azazel Through their chanting that name was revealed to him Azazel Waking up, the visions slowly came back to him Was it a dream or something else? Oh, soldier The pact was sealed and the omens received was a sign of acceptance... Azza uzza azziel tubal-cain azazel Azza uzza azziel tubal-cain azazel Azza uzza azziel tubal-cain azazel Azza uzza azziel tubal-cain azazel"
