Mutilated Death

Necrovore

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The evil one
He came to me
He grasped my heart
And let it bleed
Tore the flesh
From my brain
Filled the cup
Then we drank

Bathed in blood
There we played
Raised a cross
Began to pray
Cross the void
Of the abyss
Erect a world
Of holiness

The church of death
A sweetened taste
Held my hand
Caressed my faith
Sheathed in darkness
Immune to light
The whore of decay called the light

Begin to grow
Its wings have spread
Embrace the harvest of mutilated death
Housed for satan's holiness
Repeat 2x