Sulphur and Blood - Evocation

From rotten infections

The worm consumes our souls

With toxin injections

Our truth becomes so wicked

And on and on it goes

Sulphur and blood

Mirrors and gods

Found them bound inside

My friend, serpentine skull

As the dose inflicts our faith

And its strength resolves our veins

The soul of a horned serpent mind

We serve the pentagram tonight

The weakened resistance

The snake reroute our show

Our naked reflections

Our truth is found in filth

Beyond all sane, it burns