Dança Ritualística

The cross always stays inverted I do not worship the Satan But I keep him close by Hexxing enemies, devine The cross always stays inverted I do not worship the Satan But I keep him close by Hexxing enemies, devine Blood of christ, inside the chalice Candles burning, I feel carnage Black robe on me, im so stylish Death is close up, I feel malice They shall not be given freedom Send their soul to fuckin limbo Then to drain their fuckin hope Make his friends and family, rot Feel those demons lurking Never seem to cease Death is here im certain Rising from beneath Nightmare recurring Not safe in my sleep I see satan lurking Blood is on his teeth And im weak to the powers i feel it controlling me Blood leak from the annals the dark wont let me be Beckoned in the shadows blinded eyes so i can see Lucifer has risen so i bow and take the knee