Black Horn of the Ram

You have fallen now

From the hand of God

Come to my embrace

Triumph of the RamI will build this temple made from Rams horns

A tribute to our darkened lordCome on in, we welcome you

Light the candles, for the dead

Burning evil, scent of death

Sense of powerThirteen years I built a structure made from rams horns

Although the Christian faith tells me to be warned

I watched it grow I made it bleed I never turned my back

I saw the horn of the ram and I made it black