Virgin Steele – Black Sun-Black Mass
Genre Rock

LYRIC
Black Sun-Black Mass

A flame leaps from the altar
The voices chant together
A hooded figure screams
His love for Satan's Daughter
Blasphemous words maniacal thirds
A concerto composed in hell
An overturned cross a virgin is forced
An unholy revelry

Black mass, Satan's Free, oh
Black mass, Satan's Free, oh

With prayer they try to conjure
The presence of their master
Their eyes and bodies writhe
The demon drums beat faster
The high priest will rise and thrust in the thighs
Of the woman upon the altar
Consecrating the host
In her bodies most intimate orifices

Black mass, Satan's Free, oh
Black mass, Satan's Free, oh

Nocturana, Voluptua, Lascivia
Cold Morgana, Blasphema
Lucifer's Rising, Lucifer's Rising
Life is reviving, under the Black Sun
In nomine Satanus La gallina e cacare
Malleus mallificariim e crimini magi e udiquiem
Aguaia malleficia
Discutium, rise!
Black mass, Satan's Free, oh
Black mass, Satan's Free, oh
A sacrifice, Satan's free a sacrifice
Black Mass!!!!

Lucifer's rising, come Nocturana my love
In the dusk we'll play forever free

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