They are the vultures, sent from the harvester of souls

Born of the flame down below, infernal

Destroy the righteous and the kind

I welcome them to take my life, this night

Come demons, feed upon my soul

Summon the darkness make me whole, evil

I am your instrument of death, the reaper



Horrid blasphemies now take control,

Becoming more creature than man

Spewing forth from the hell below,

Possessed by demonic legions

I offer no resistance, the demons now inside

Suduced by the fire, for veil is my... Rock



Drowning beneath the tide of chaos

Tempt and corrupt me to the bone

Savage, infected, a life of darkness

Twisted, unholy, abomination



Slave to the demons

Disciple, horrifying creation

Gorge upon my soul



BE-CO-ME THE DEMON!