Inhuman Ritual Massmurder

Embraced by evil in the trance so unreal
Howling the supreme blasphemic curses
This night is when amok replaced the will
Answered the call of the necromancy
This time is a magic hour of transformation
When beast internal is at last unchained
And there's no necessity before the lust to kill
When man and savage beast are joined in one

With the most fulsome demons as the retinue He comes
When clouds cover the autumnal night sky
Evoked He always needs the tribute
Give Him the blood so fresh and hot
Taken form the veins of the butchered nuns
Useless these bitches are now dead and cold
His pleasure is where the victim suffer ineffably
Torment is the allegiance to the descending Baphomet

Rip out the heart of the deflowered virgin
And let her to see how she slowly dies raped
Cut off the head of a new-born child
When mother is watching prepared to be next
The pain you offer makes Him to grow stronger
He wants the people scream going mad in the agony
In the act of the consecration His Satanic bloodlust
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