We're gathering forward Towards the gates of hell We're awaiting salvation In the chambers of grief We're praising the black goat As we revel in flesh Feeling the darkness Drowned in a stream of death We're born for burning At the gates of hell We're born for burning We follow the path With bloodstained eyes Dark recollections The echoes of wrath Our final damnation Slowly we'll rot Feeling the fire We will kiss the goat We're born for burning At the gates of hell We're born for burning At the gates of hell The rise of the dead From the tombs of wrath