Once upon a time the straight the craft were law in the temple of Satan and our knowledge reing in blood in goat we trust trought the black flames of my heart in goat we trust and the dark flags of your thoughts in goat we trust kill your glory of this new rise in goat we trust the heroes come quitely the horns play the calling the mage in front of we will destroy all this world and the methatron wait the pray in goat we trust the revenge of the losers in goat we trust and the outcasts in goat we trust armageddon is near for us in goat we trust satan never fall on earth in goat we trust no woma alive, no old man survive the new order is young, proud and dark in the temple of Satan Belzebuth call the luck for the prouds.