Black Metal Sabbath Lyrics - Singles - Cephalic Carnage

Black gate of the mortal 

Sabbath held in thy honor, summon the anti-god 

Is there nothing sacred? Is there nothing pure? 

Cool winds are abound me from this fire well breath 

Embracing the myth, everything I am to believe 

Embracing the evil, everything that surrounds who I am 

Smoke will rise from the graves of our elders once slain 

Crack the whip, night draws near, darkness swallows me whole 

Worship upon the dead, praise all Harassathoth 

Satan summon ka-put ancients forces arise 

Beelzebub suck my balls, Beelzebub will suck my balls 

Corpses' rise from your tomb, paint thy light unto dark 

Is there nothing sacred? Sexual urge for the dead 

War, holy war, infernal names invoke the storm 

The end of man has come to pass, goatwhore shall reign supreme 

Lust for the dead in the cold night, a chill grasps my breath 

I hold onto nothing, for this I shall fall, smoke a bowl 

Read thy necronomicon, balls of fire, erupt from the pyre 

Of unholiness in my mind, abaudahdine is honored 

To behold black metal sabbath 

Shootin' up to get my rush 

This time I think I'll take too much 

Barely breathing, profusely bleeding 

I'd get my gun, if I could move 

and put myself in the ground 

Take a pill get all low, high again you jones 

Twisting convulsing, overdosing, skin turns pale 

Writhing in sweat, moribund death comes for you 

Slicing your wrist as you die you now want to live