...Our Exultation...
Wicca
We are those from the empty birthplace and undead flock We are those who the arrival the stars foresee and dread We are those with the heart forged by black coal And let intact the glorious goal of satan's soul..
We are those from the empty birthplace and undead flock We are those who the arrival the stars foresee and dread We are those with the heart forged by black coal And let intact the glorious goal of satan's soul..