In Sin - Abigor

Marching through the woods

Our weapons held high

Here is our meeting tonight

Our fire burns higher then ever before

Out master’s awaited with pride

We get immortality

We are eternal

We drink the blood flowing warm from christ

So sweet to taste the liquid might

Our satanic unity is done

Join force Belial

Hypnotic trance

Awaiting the beast

Waiting for the end

Whispering voices telling me

To rape to kill the priest

Floating caused by magic

Never ending hate