a raging war inside my soul
satan i serve in a world so cold
silth and filth
in a opened wound
self inflicted death
fresh to exhume
stitches from the past
they never fade
an unescapable faith
the night whispers your name
sliding the blade
one more time
open the wound
my blood, your wine
a raging war inside my soul
satan i serve in a world so cold
silth and filth
in a opened wound
fate is defined
on lucifer's land
no tomorrow
just torture and sorrow