Blasphemous Son born of Hell fire
Nocturnal destroyer feasting on your life
Under the banner of violence and cruelty
Sadistic torture the pain awaits your soul
In a cloud of darkness I creep like a horrible mist
As chills of fear cripple your will to live
Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide, paralyzed
Look into my eyes, meet with evil ready to die
Gleam of the blade
Slashing and cutting your limbs, you bleed
Embrace your pain
Feel my pleasure as I hear you scream
I cannot stop
This is my lust and I must satisfy
This sickening urge
How can I end such a beautiful sight?
Sent down into Hell, I've opened the gates
Where Demon's will torture your soul
The bringer of death controlled by the blade
Frenzy of bloodshed my lust
No one to answer you cry out in pain
A sardonic smile you see
Let go of your life, there's no turning back
My blade has set you free
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