Black Horn of the Ram

Black horn of the ram You have fallen now From the hand of God Come to my embrace Triumph of the ram I will build this temple made from rams horns A tribute to our darkened lord Come on in, we welcome you Light the candles, for the dead Burning evil, scent of death Sense of power For 13 years I built a structure made of horns Although the Christian faith tells me to be warned I watched it grow, I made it bleed, I never turned my back I saw the horn of the ram and I made it black Worship the goat