Moloch Songtext
von Dark Indication

Lost to time, this temple of old ancient shrine of devotion
Full of despair and grief, a dire sacrifice brings us here
Fire reigns in our lands, fury of a fallen god
Hear them chant

Oh, great one, hear our plea
Take the scourge from our land
Accept these flames, hear our cries
We are your disciples


A shining light in this temple, glowing inside these primeval walls
Dark smoke erupts from this statue of the bull-headed god
The chants rise like an unholy hymn, our firstborns are the price
Hear them sing

Oh great one, hear our plea
Take the scourge from our land
Accept these flames, this burning flesh
We are your disciples
Moloch

Take this flesh, give us your favour
Our children shall be our saviour
Take them into your fiery abyss
In your dark embrace, we find our bliss