The Heretic Possession

A mystic land far away, digging through the desert sand
Old Father Merrin was soon to be astray
Facing true evil, he'd never be the same

Demonic possession of a child once divine
Feeding on heart and soul to make her mine
The heretic possession
The heretic possession

I am Pazazu, winged demon to feast on your soul
I am Pazazu, winged demon to swallow you whole

Another land far away, digging through his darkened soul
Young Father Karras already astray
Facing true evil he'd never be the same

Twitching and violently jerking, nails turning into claws
Bones stretching against mother earth's natural law
Crawling down the stairs no man should have to see
Tightening grip demonic possession she could not flee

The heretic possession