'll torment you endlessly Darkness surrounds you there is no escape As I torture you your mind is filled with hate But the forces of evil you are my slave Turn in your grave
for a lump sum of G's Dirty rats pack gats for cheese bullets of breeze at light speed Taking your pretty wife life and sacrificing your seeds Indeed
want 'em Can't afford 'em so I tell the swap meet to clone 'em I guess I really am a vanity slave I guess my ancestors turning in their graves Burning
your head like the Charmin' Fuck around and see a lightning bolt around your throat And squeeze till your head smoke from all the electric volts Satanically sacrifice your
live no more I guess you're really ready for the grave yard tour When you get home just fill up your windows and your doors Turn your oven on high for
and prey Sacrifice of blood, macabre human feast Faces in the mud, slayed by the beast Worshipping the dark, playing with the dead Grinning like a shark, deamon in your
got blood on your hands You've got blood on your hands Jacques De Molay turns in his grave As Cecil Rhodes rides out again You've got blood on your
is to blame if you presume to walk upon water then drown. Now your bridges are burned--it is time that you learned there is no turning back, All your
this declaration from my soul I pray they turn their itching ears Anger is near, death is waiting, the grave is calling Anger is near, death is waiting, the grave
blood And fill mortal creatures with horror...! O Gorga ! O Morma ! You multiform Moon! Turn out to be your beam, Favorable to the sacrifice carried
chrome plated steel directly inside your mind through the side of your heads freshly ripped-up flesh the laws of your gods you'll now defy with your
days The Old Oak King is a-sleeping in his grave. 3xThe King, the Corn are born to fall And all must die in sacrifice Underneath the Harvest Moon Hide your
CALLS - IT WILL TURN YOUR WORLD INTO A GRAVE BLODSHED - SEAS OF BLOOD ARE GOING TO BE SPILLED LIFELESS - UNTIL ALL HUMAN LIFE IS KILLED BLOOD SACRIFICED
bystander waving your flag in mute acceptance? Take up your eyes and see. Take up your ears and hear. Take up your mind and think. Take up your life
Get out of your grave. Demon, Demon, Demon Get out of your grave. Demon, Demon, Demon Ritual of the brave. Demon, Demon, Demon Get out of your grave
brother as I hold close to your side I fear this wound, your last Mighty earth now doth drink your blood And I remember days long past Your sacrifice
