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Just on the edge of 16, inside her something obscene

speaking in tongues that are unknown.

Her body in contortions, her face out of proportion,

an evil is swallowing her soul

The demon has a name

and the prophecies proclaim

she'll bring strife to us,

there is no way to win this.

We must tie her up, lock her in, she'll tempt us all into sin,

she is possessed by Polterchrist.

Must hide her and bind her, temper the bad inside her,

she will become the Polterchrist.

Her power can not be tamed

and her keepers driven insane,

the gates of Hell about to break.

The demon has a name

and the prophecies proclaim

she'll bring strife to us,

there is no way to win this.

We must tie her up, lock her in, she'll tempt us all into sin,

she is possessed by Polterchrist.

Must hide her and bind her, temper the bad inside her,

she will become the Polterchrist.

Objects are elevating, circling in the air,

the bed is levitating, now we should beware

because she is rising, she is rising.

Tie her up, lock her in, she'll tempt us all into sin,

she is possessed by Polterchrist.

Must hide her and bind her, temper the bad inside her,

she will become the Polterchrist.