Songtext von Fetish Of Hell

Tonight the reaper, wants you Their meat will, be used in the cult The lord of death, has no mercy I command, you become a slave Feel afraid of me Its filthy whore Feel my spell Feel the fetish of hell Hell fetish, for human flesh Burning pain, in your soul your are a waste This is hell, before you now While I have your flesh, your soul falls Fell afraid of me Its filthy whore Feel my spell Feel the fetish of hell