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Satan’s call, the siren of war

An open invitation to the

Bowels of hell, you must

Crawl to your eternal fall

Unholy divination, torture,

Emancipation from your

Mortal soul, beyond control

Torn asunder, going under

Decimated, mutilated

Sacrifice your mortal cries,

Beyond the gate the torture lies

Until the day your soul arise

Aftershock, on the chopping block

Innards flying out of sight

Left to bleed there overnight

Lose the grip, embrace the whip

Anticipate the afterlife,

But know that day just won’t arrive

Skinned alive, you take a dive

Feel the flesh being macerated

Lungs inverting as you’re melting

Fulminate, disseminate

Transcending lines of infinite

Defilement reigning intricate

Betray your mind, enfold the smite

You’re on the verge of perishing

Demonic hymns encouraging

Aftershock, on the chopping block

Innards flying out of sight

Left to bleed there overnight

Lose the grip, embrace the whip

Anticipate the afterlife,

But know that day just won’t arrive

Reduced to ash you mortal trash

Raging on the end of the lash…