Slice Open The Whores Neck

Invoke The Blood

Bathe In The Warm Red

Invert Her Virgin Soul



Her Soul Was Once Pure

Now She Is But A Whore

She Is Now Possessed

In The Grip Of Darkness



Invert The Virgin [X3]... Invert



She Lies Dead On The Altar

The Incubus Licks Her Flesh

As We Start The Ritual

In Her Virgin Blood



Her Corpse Is Now A Shell

For The Master To Be Born

Through The Darkness He Comes

Crawling Forth From Hell



His Pain Is Adorned

With Thorns From A Fallen King

His Strength Is Covered

With Lust Of The Fallen Few