Manticore (EUA) - The Art of Possession Şarkı Sözleri

From the pits I shall rise through the forms of the sheep
Blessed in fire, cleansed in blood, born of pain, I arrive
Attack the will, curse the gods, foul the mind, poison the soul
Through the veins my hate burns, through the weak I take form
Mocking dog with the truth, infernal control I've won

Infestation of the helpless
Holy child by plagues from hell
Rejecting morals, hatred boiling
Destroy the host in vulgar ways

Perversions of the holy sacraments
Defilement of the body hosting my form
Embodying all that mocks the catholic faith
Rejection of all morals held dear to man
Affirmation of the forces of pure evil
Entity risen from the dark pits of hell

Useless men of cloth are helpless
Their darkest fears realized through me
Upon my sights I set their demise
Forever haunted by my voice

Within this form appealing to the ways of evil
Set upon the helpless child and her savior
Mocking dog, his ways destroyed by my hatred
Dethroned priest, his place now forged before my left hand

Fallen sheep from the flock of the weak sent from heaven
Left to die by your dog, mortal Jew of no power
Now once more shall my claws drive thru the souls so pure