Praise The Name Of Satan کے بول

Mephistopheles Extract from concealment Enlightenment A plethora of Cacodaemons Emerge to defile me Debase me I dare not resist But celebrate the pain [Solo- P.S.] Drops of blood fall in time With the beating of your heart Foctid breath whispers Are you the messiah? Satan Lacerate the soul Dissect the ego Naked I confront The sheer cliff face of sanity On which I gain no purchase Attempt to climb And make no progress I am a blasphemy to Christ Am I Jesus? Am I messiah? Stone statue speaks The winter of life too cold Twisted Debaser As the winds from the Furthest reaches of Belial Stir winter clouds across the moon I hear the words of the master For you and Satan [Solo- P.S.]