Lyrics

Long ago you broke off your yoke and tore off your bonds You said: "I will not serve"! indeed on every high hill And under every spreading tree you lay down as a prostitute I form the light and create darkness I bring prosperity and create disaster I the Lord I the God I form the light and create darkness I make weal and create sadness I the Lord I the Horned When the night of love draws to its close Rege diabolicus, rege malum The red mist rises to greet the dawn Rege diabolicus, diabolicus deus Covering the lord of those who do not dare to be Rege diabolicus, rege malum The sign of evil is here to feel Rege diabolicus, diabolicus deus I form life and create fire I promise peace and create pyre I the Lord I the God I form life and create fire I bring delight and bear desire I the Lord I the Horned When the night of love draws to its close Rege diabolicus, rege malum The red mist rises to greet the dawn Rege diabolicus, diabolicus deus Covering the lord of those who do not dare to be Rege diabolicus, rege malum The sign of evil is here to feel Rege diabolicus, diabolicus deus