I am the lord thus hatred and obscured
A slave of Satan a deamon without horns
In confessions of obsessions I obey thy secret voice
"Open the corpse and gut the fucking whore"

I burn their book I burn their sanctuary
This chapter enraptured by pain, woe and scorn
Unlock the door of dark despair and need
And you will see my enemies
Bleed like pigs on the battlefield

Disciple of sin
Show us the way
To darkest twilight
We should gather and together profane their tomb

Disciple of sin

I am the lord thus hatred and obscured
A slave of Satan a deamon without horns
In confessions of obsessions I obey thy secret voice
"Open the corpse and gut the fucking whore"

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