الكلمات الأصلية
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Tied to a wooden chair
Screaming for his lord's name
Beating her head against the wall
Conjuring satanic rites, consuming
Her flesh to death while sending her soul to hell
Legs, arms and eyeballs
Twisted in total distortion
Leading to her final destination
But who could tell it would end like this
Play with the devil but then bear your fate
It's all fun when you call for the dead
But what when they call back?
Are you ready to pay the toll?
Cause they are coming to take your soul
Searching they are
You called for the dead
Well, here they are
Where are you now?
Infestating all your house
Making creepy apparitions
Feeding on your fear of getting killed
Knocking on the door, offending
All of your religious dogmas
Pushing you away from your dear savior
I really doubt you have a chance to
Escape this evil nightmare
Since they have been conjured
You're devil's dead meat
Since the signs have started
Infestation, oppression, possession
Rite of possession
Got possessed by a darkened evil soul
Something even priests can't control
Rite of possession
Rite of possession
