Текст: Goatlord. Distorted Birth.

Distorted birth
Perverted ghoul
Satanic rites
Blood orgy

Distorted birth incestuous lust
Carnal sin brought forth ghoul
Hidden chapel where he dwells
Pagan rites shall be known
Candles lit for his black mass
In the barn, his ritual is fulfilled
Smearing goats blood on his genitals
Eyes are insane, lust for the dead

Distorted birth
Distorted birth
Distorted birth
Distorted birth

In his mind something's wrong
Swelling lump caused him pain
Perverted ghoul sees one thing
Women's blood clots his beard
Corpses in mounds behind the barn
Maggots feeding on his offerings

Distorted birth
Distorted birth
Distorted birth
Distorted birth

Sickening rituals, satanic rites breaking forth
Worshipping Satan, lust is uncontrolled
Vomiting blood unholy ritual now deceased
Now his deeds are fulfilled
Throbbing tumor disappears
It is time for him to rest
Forever in a darkened alliance
Distort
Distorted Birth...