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

Thirteen years I built a structure made from rams 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