With Hunger in Eyes - Ravencult

Tentacled priests

With baphomet’s blood

To the horncrowned demise

We pray

Atrophic lands

With leprous life upon

Through stillborn screams

We leave behind our seed

The horncrowned demise

Its stench you shall breathe

With hunger in eyes

Fates to be sealed

I call the clouds together

Enshadowed the ring of the moon

Winged one through whirlwinds

Who bears the cloak of bones

Witchcraft breathing in his hands

Eighteen hands raised towards the sky

As pest awaits to arrive

The flavour of torments bitters your tongue

In oceans of sulphur

To get drowned

To the death