Of blood and darkness we are born

Members of the cult
Circle of the elite
Raise your head high
Whit satanic pride

Fire burns in our name, sons of darkness, brotherhood
Of Satan
As the wolves in the forest we shall walk together
In shadows

Left hand path to hell guide us far where wisdom lays
We seek truth and knowledge, grant us this and we
Shall honor

We are born from blood
We are born from darkness
We are strongest as strong
We are Satan’s sons

Members of the cult
Circle of the elite
Raise your head high
Whit satanic pride

Chants of pagan sons rise to the heavens that cry
Sounds of ancient hymns fly across the forest whit pride
War drums shake the earth and summon our heathen gods
Old horns bray whit might and awake all who that sleep