Текст песни Submit To Self-Destruction

Cruel punishment of self-destruction, a way of letting him in Burning flesh, repenting sins of past A hope of future bliss but my soul is doomed to slavery My wounds can not be counted in numbers - all everything for his glory! A solid trip with a dark desire to deprave the (remaining) chastity of my haunted soul Pale, hungry i wait for his command... Bitter is the journey to hell - for i must bow before the fires of hell A child of the dark, a hunter, with a blessing of evil, That is a curse with which i wander - hand in hand This is a leason in demonic possession Possession of evil - possession of my lovely end...