My victim's chosen the time is right   Ritual   Death like a mist engulfs you tonight   Ritual   The purest of hate unleashed upon thee   Ritual   Most sadistic traits of inhumanity   Ritual      But oh, the pleasure for me   Is not just that you die   No it's not the fear   That wells in your eyes   No the pleasure for me   Is to stick that knife in   See your disbelief   When you know it's the end      Crosses and pentagrams carved in your flesh   Ritual   Organs excised and nailed to the wall   Ritual   Cryptic messages scrawled in your blood   Ritual   Trophies extracted and removed from the scene   Ritual      Ahh, planned right to detail   Down to every cut   And position of nail   Ahh, a pure sacrifice   To the deity   Devoid of virtue   Who possesses my soul      Drained of every drop of blood   There ain't no salvation   No god and no love   Oh, as your colour drains   And your hope dies   And your worst fears   Now realised   And the mystery   And the lack of clues   The merciless waste   That has become of you