Falling through unknown worlds
my soul possessed by dark spirits
watching my body from a distance
convulsing fiercely beyond control
waking up in white, bare, rooms
to the pure agony of broken bones

It was blood that once cursed me
striking me with this foul disease
so blood it will cure me
freeing me from its crushing grip
now prepare me a Bathorian bath
if it's needed to break this spell

Tap the blood of a beheaded killer
smear it on my worm like scars
slit the throat of your God's lamb
and shower my body in its blood
throw my soiled clothes on the fire
only this way my spirit shall be free

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