Blodsrit - Deciple Of Thy Darkened Ways

Deciple Of Thy Darkened Ways

The pagan fires are burning with might
tormented remains of angels sodomized (with evil)
extacy gained through the burning of holy

for years I've been a deciple of thy darkened ways
I've carved the mark of sin into my flesh
for blaphemic glory I've shed blood
the powers of His might have painted my heart black

I spear the holy with perverted disease
I slay the angels and I curse their god
I am starvation, torment, agony, war and pain
I carry the banner of war with lust and pride

I use my body as a blasphemic altar
a host wherein demon soldiers dwell
wherein hellish fires burn
wherein nocturnal powers are unveiled