Morbid Angel Bleed For The Devil
Come to me, lord of filth Hear my cries princes of nightmares Touch us with your morbid lips Let us taste your foulness Bleed for the devil Impious mortal lives Feel the enticing power Fill the chasm of your soul Fill the air with the smell of death Grace us with your magick Fill the night with the stench of evil I summon forth the beast Cold look in his eyes He holds the gleaming knife Girl cries as he cuts way the Strips of flesh
