We're gathering forward
Towards the gates of hell
We're awaiting salvation
In the chambers of grief
We're praising the black goat
As we revel in flesh
Feeling the darkness
Drowned in a stream of death

We're born for burning
At the gates of hell
We're born for burning

We follow the path
With bloodstained eyes
Dark recollections
The echoes of wrath
Our final damnation
Slowly we'll rot
Feeling the fire
We will kiss the goat

We're born for burning
At the gates of hell
We're born for burning
At the gates of hell

The rise of the dead
From the tombs of wrath