my name My mental state is at it's peak I'm chokin you son of bitches and ditches is where you sleep I creep through the night with daggers bow an arrows
of the dead A demon rises through the darkest of mist Called forth by the blood we shed Powers of hell, supreme demonic birth In the name of Lord Lucifer
[Music and lyrics by Vargher] Hear the choir of Demons sing Angels of god ripped wing to wing The Coven's gathered, incantations read The virgin cries
[Music and lyrics by Vargher] Cursed blood in the chalice of death The dagger is raised to the sky A sacrifice of a newborn child Demons gather as the
Sometimes I beheaded them with daggers, with punyards, with knives Sometimes I suspended them in my room From a pole or by a hook and cords and strangled
and seals, the Sorceress prayed To death, to rend the slender veil That ancient ones might rise again As shadows swelled The countess fell to masturbating with her dagger
and seals the sorceress prayed To Death, to rend the slender veil That Ancient Ones might rise again As shadows swelled The Countess fell To masturbating with Her dagger
. So let your heart stop beating beneath this twisted sky." They were embraced by sadness, but not afraid to die. "So pass this sacred dagger and let
Treacherous hold on me With daggers for teeth A pound of flesh for regret Tied to a marionette Limp around my neck Who knows which way to go? Charcoal
in vain 'Cause I?m steppin? out on the streets again 'Cause I?m tortured by demons, winged beasts and carrions The air is alive with dagger and poisons
the mountain Where the air is pure and cold But there's darkness in the shadows In the canyons of my soul The lantern cast a shadow like a demon on the
holy He will bury of that stands in his way to build his throne Fire will burn into their limbs And death will prevail The creatures of hell The demons
turned to pure hate The wind cried a lamentation Before merging with the gray Demon, demon of the fall Demon, demon of the fall Demon, demon of the fall Demon, demon
fruition The sympathetic vibration Your train is at my station Within without Within without Within without Within without Within without There is your flare for murder There's a dagger
twisted, crying, smiling, dying She then suddenly looked up and faced me Beautiful she was, but my eyes couldn't tell me I felt afraid, not a word could get out Her dagger
was shooting in the back of the car When the windows smashed on the police cars I was swimming through the streets of New York With my cocaine dagger
Shan VdP: Ennui Go! Go on the path to leave tracks, to weave the web to keep the demon intact/ (we ease) out the trap door, and leave all captured prisoners