Funeral Mist - The God Supreme

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Lord of malice — the god supreme
Bless those happy fools with misery
Unchaining the beast
Horny witches feast
Fiends gather
Eternal Ecstasy
The treasure was found
…but the treasure was not gold, nor pearls or lustrous stones
But the true light that you so obstinately call darkness
Demonic majesty — We summon thee
Emerge from your hellish torture-pit
Prince of darkness — the god supreme
Bless those holy dogs with agony
Unchaining the beast
Horny witches feast
Fiends gather
Eternal Ecstasy
Lord of malice — the god supreme
Bless those happy fools with misery
Prince of darkness — the god supreme
Bless those holy dogs with agony