Woorden:
Blood Thirsty Demons All Is Black

help you with your soul Remember that I said: "one day you'll walk alone" And understand, around you all is black Black masses, blood and drugs Fire

a sickness that is raised in the minds Of these sac-religious hillbillies raised with the swine No remorse in their souls and their heart is pitch black Thirsty for the blood

with demons ringing the bells They toll twice for the missing and the recently departed In the pews the congragation sits a hundred days rotted Suffering is all

church with demons ringing the bells They toll twice for the missing and the recently departed In the pews the congragation sits a hundred days rotted Suffering is all

?s army was born from nothing Dragging the smell of destruction CHORUS: Screams of tormented souls run in this demon?s army Thirsty for your blood and

skin, beneath ya surface with aim Hurt his, black, livel actin The act, the opposite of a fact is a fake In depth, waitin on is arixec, disease I tie

around his building where his enemy's impaled He crossed the path of black dolls Black dolls with scary eyes oh Mary cries Black blood you slip, try to