I'm standing by the damned's infernal hill
And I gaze upon the stake that once stood high in 
flames

The wind whispers through the dark
Like voices emerging from a distant past
So near, yet so far away
The sounds of the restless spirit wandering

I'm walking along the ancient path to the witches pyre
And I sense the hauning presence of the dead

Again I can hear the call
Her soul still remains tied to this place
She's damned for eternal time
To dwell in the shadows where her ashes lie

She was an angel of darkness
She lived all her life as a whore

She worshipped the devil
She worshipped the gold
She lusted for anal seduction

Impatiently waiting for darkness
She smeared all her body in blood

Invocing hell's forces
To ravage her flesh
Beyond satisfaction
Inside of the pentagram

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Harlot of darkest perversion
In league with the powers of hell

And languish for pain
A cruel nymphomanic desire

Object of pure fornication
Lies waiting with legs wide apart

Then inside the circle
Her body was raped
Arused by the demons
She screamed out in ecstasy

"...Judged in the name of god
Holy death by the cleansing of the fire
Now burn for your evil ways
Cunting bitch, may your soul return to hell..."

Upon this hill I feel her yearning for my flesh
Again she tempts my soul to reach for her's

Demon whore...fuck me...I'm longing
I have to come...to be one with you forever
Hear my prayer...be my...filthy bride
You're the one...and only that my heart demands

Orgiastic sights comes for my eyes
As I fall down on my knees
Her hungry voice keeps calling out
As I slowly crawl towards her

At the stake...I'm lying...naked
Time has come...Satan cries as I burn

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