Mutilated Death کے بول

The evil one He came to me He grasped my heart And let it bleed Tore the flesh From my brain Filled the cup Then we drank Bathed in blood There we played Raised a cross Began to pray Cross the void Of the abyss Erect a world Of holiness The church of death A sweetened taste Held my hand Caressed my faith Sheathed in darkness Immune to light The whore of decay called the light Begin to grow Its wings have spread Embrace the harvest of mutilated death Housed for satan's holiness Repeat 2x