Slice Open The Whores Neck Invoke The Blood Bathe In The Warm Red Invert Her Virgin Soul Her Soul Was Once Pure Now She Is But A Whore She Is Now Possessed In The Grip Of Darkness Invert The Virgin [X3]... Invert She Lies Dead On The Altar The Incubus Licks Her Flesh As We Start The Ritual In Her Virgin Blood Her Corpse Is Now A Shell For The Master To Be Born Through The Darkness He Comes Crawling Forth From Hell His Pain Is Adorned With Thorns From A Fallen King His Strength Is Covered With Lust Of The Fallen Few