Mortuary still of night
My body starts to rise
In my mind the horror lives
The fear that's deep inside
Relentless, of rotting flesh
The thrash, the doomed delights
Heathen whore of Satan's wrath
I feel your demise
Burdened child, no granted life
Your soul cannot be free
Not killed, the dead still rot in Hell
Stained red cross points to Hell
The earth, I must uncover
My passion grows to feast upon
The frozen blood inside her
I feel the urge, the growing need
To fuck the sinful corpse
My thirst complete
The witch's soul I spread demonic lust
The sun that burns, the casket breaks
The seed has taken form
A bloody shape of twisted flesh
The Devil's shiny throne
Hungry for the smell of death
It reeks of bitter evil
Vengeance with a frenzied hatred
The bastard nobles die
Lust, souls of the dead
From the aether burst through Hell's gate
Death of one sacrificed
To avenge the reaper from the grave
Blood of one mortal man
The fire grows stronger within
Fate of ancient lust
Is to contain my dark soul
Down to the fiery pits of Hell
Down to the fiery pits of Hell
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