Invert The Virgin - текст песни
Invert The Virgin
Slice Open The Whores Neck Invoke The Blood Bathe In The Warm Red Invert Her Virgin Soul
Her Soul Was Once Pure Now She Is But A Whore She Is Now Possessed In The Grip Of Darkness
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She Lies Dead On The Altar The Incubus Licks Her Flesh As We Start The Ritual In Her Virgin Blood
Her Corpse Is Now A Shell For The Master To Be Born Through The Darkness He Comes Crawling Forth From Hell
His Pain Is Adorned With Thorns From A Fallen King His Strength Is Covered With Lust Of The Fallen Few
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