Akercocke

Beast of revelation
Tool of desecration
Take flight on leather wings
It is he that wields the black flame
Tell your king
That we come for him
I curse the cross and trinity
As the beasts have allowed me
To personify their Goat Lord God
The honour is mine
Coming for your son
To drink his fucking blood
And humiliate the corpse
Black messiah
I dedicate the blood to Beezlebuth
Lord of rebirth and evil
you must open the way inside