Innocence that was once lost
Can not be brought back
Insidious the demon's blood
Now turns your world black

Foul stench flows from my tongue
Sinking into your subconscious
I'll reclaim this mortal realm
Your body and soul is mine to possess

The 4 stages of demonic possession
Infestation
Oppression
Obsession
Possession

Innocence that was once lost
Can not be brought back
Insidious the demon's blood
Now turns your world black

Speak the words that summon your lord
The incarnation of darkness
See the world through my hollow eyes
The beauty in all that is grotesque