Twelfth servants of the wicked god Magisters in the blackened robes Gathered in the abandoned house To accomplish ritual
Full Moon was laying in the sky Wild wolfs were wailing nearby Everything was ready to begin The 13-th was the virgin
In the morning she was found On a table covered with the blood Lied an ugly and sectioned mess That someday was a body
Skull was split into seven parts Flowed brain was slipping down Interiors were resting in a bucket The smell was so awful
Dancing round, praising sin They touched the naked body Eldest member of this cult Profaned her sweet vaginae
With the sacrifice they live Through the sacrifice With the sacrifice they kill Through the sacrifice
Idols stood on dirty wooden shelf Pictures hung above the fireplace Pentagram was painted with blood Blood of former virgin
Near the cold and impediment altar With the gold shiny turned cross Hysterically laughing sat the boy And held the human heart
Dancing round, praising sin They touched the naked body Eldest member of this cult Profaned her sweet vaginae
With the sacrifice they live Through the sacrifice With the sacrifice they kill Through the sacrificeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
