The Golden Horns of Darash - Watain

All ysop burnt, all fruits are poisoned

Zaddik failed and Zebaoth lost

The lambs are banished, the temple is soiled

March on white ruin, infernal host

So come forth, Lord of the triple number

Rise, oh trinity of DEATH, DEATH and DEATH

Burn this vermin world in its most deep slumber

And to all of Sheob, give the sulphur breath

Blacken all their ghastly colours

And freeze to scorn their charity warmth

Smear our sin to their most pure innocense

And nail them all to the cross!!!

For they live to die, we die to live

Our beginning is their end!

While they fall with twelve, we rise with seven

So wake the astral serpent by Thy pale hand!!!

All ysop burnt, all fruits are poisened

Adonai failed and Elohim lost

The lambs are slaughtered, our temple shines golden

Crawl on your ruin, seraphic host …

And my tongue speaks ancient names

Forbidden psalms above the flames

My heart pumps but void into my veins

My puls runs slow, too slow for chains

For chains that tie me down to earth

For chains that keep up this organic curse

…for I see horns…

…golden horns…

…for I see horns…

…HORNS…