Goatlord - The Fog lyrics

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The thirteenth of November

Full moon lights the sky

Ghouls gather to chant

They summon the fog

Horns emerge from the fog

The lamb's throat is slit

Blood floods the coffin

Their shepherd is here

[chorus]

The fog

The fog

Black stinking fog

Now the dead shall rise

Floating through the fog

Clutch on crucifix

The gates begin to open

Finally the time has come

Shepherd leads his flock

Into the valley of fog

They'll wait for you...

[repeat chorus]