Slice Open The Whores Neck
Invoke The Blood
Bathe In The Warm Red
Invert Her Virgin Soul
Her Soul Was Once Pure
Now She Is But A Whore
She Is Now Possessed
In The Grip Of Darkness
Invert The Virgin [X3]... Invert
She Lies Dead On The Altar
The Incubus Licks Her Flesh
As We Start The Ritual
In Her Virgin Blood
Her Corpse Is Now A Shell
For The Master To Be Born
Through The Darkness He Comes
Crawling Forth From Hell
His Pain Is Adorned
With Thorns From A Fallen King
His Strength Is Covered
With Lust Of The Fallen Few
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