Screams in the night, screeches of terror Cries that are herd through the mist Butcherd bodies scatter the floor Female reamins that are found Vaginal blood drenches the floor Victims of man so perverse Satanic marks melted candels Pentagram writtin in blood
Death That is found in a town so clean No one thought that it can be seen A brutal fact of a world of so cruel Tortured souls Voilent acts in a park so green Mutilated bodies reminder of death Satanik rites of a kult so pure
Victems that dwell hunting the night Hearing the sounds of the past In the distant within the trees A fire that burns on their torch Figures that stand hooded and cloaked Chanting the words of Light Satanik words echo through For a ritual brutal and pure
Call the preist Satanik rites Victims of death Violently raped Call the preist Satanik rites Victims of death Violently raped
Screams in the night, screeches of terror Cries that are herd through the mist Butcherd bodies scatter the floor Female reamins that are found Vaginal blood drenches the floor Victims of man so perverse Satanic marks melted candels Pentagram writtin in blood
Call the preist Satanik rites Victims of death Violently raped Call the preist Satanik rites Victims of death Violently rapedTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
