Lost souls
From the death
Comes echoes from graves
From where the master of darkness reigns
And his servants cometh to serve
Haunting the living
From the spiritual land
Their story is only murmured
Of rejected spirits from the graves
And disowned souls from heaven
That roam in darkness to capture more souls
Souls that want more souls to join them
Where flesh is converted to meals
And blood drank to hail the master of darkness
Chanting satanic verses
Mocking staunch believers
Exchanging their souls for money and fame
"Your soul belongs to us,
Our secrets to keep and behold,
For if you defy you shall die"
The master of darkness commands
Son of man
Look upon the skies
Where master among master sits on the throne
And from far He keeps watch
He shall never forsake you
Thirst for salvation
And save your soul from the third of rejected ones
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