The woods are littered with satanists in robes Wrapping up Mary with black-velvet robes performing this act in defiance of the divine Setting fire to the Jesus-detesting shrine The red mass Another cult lurks not far behind Their flesh pale and their eves blind Not satanists, nor Christian nuts Just a cult that craves blood and guts The cult moves in closer and closer Ready to feast on these satanic posers Their mouths and eyes dripping with pus Their bodies covered with gashes and cuts The red mass They attack the cult with knives and hooks Blood splattering on their black ritual books Heads, legs and arms all dislimb Only to be sloppily stripped and skinned The red mass Feeding away at their faces and stomachs Twirling their organs with twigs and sticks Blood and bones, hanging up in the trees The cult guttles their carcasses with gleeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
