Slice Open The Whores Neck   Invoke The Blood   Bathe In The Warm Red   Invert Her Virgin Soul      Her Soul Was Once Pure   Now She Is But A Whore   She Is Now Possessed   In The Grip Of Darkness      Invert The Virgin [X3]... Invert      She Lies Dead On The Altar   The Incubus Licks Her Flesh   As We Start The Ritual   In Her Virgin Blood      Her Corpse Is Now A Shell   For The Master To Be Born   Through The Darkness He Comes   Crawling Forth From Hell      His Pain Is Adorned   With Thorns From A Fallen King   His Strength Is Covered   With Lust Of The Fallen Few