Polterchrist - Lordi

Just on the edge of 16

Inside her something obscene

Speaking in tongues that are unknown

Her body in contortions

Her face out of proportion

An evil swallowing her soul

The demon has a name

The prophesies proclaim

She’ll bring strife to us

There’s no way to win this, we must

Tie her up — Lock her in

She’ll tempt us all into sin

She is possessed by Polterchrist

Must hide her and bind her

Temper the bad inside her

She will become the Polterchrist

Her power can not be tamed

Her keepers driven insane

The gates of hell about to break

The demon has a name

The prophesies proclaim

She’ll bring strife to us

There’s no way to win this, we must

Tie her up — Lock her in

She’ll tempt us all into sin

She is possessed by Polterchrist

Must hide her and bind her

Temper the bad inside her

She will become the Polterchrist

Objects are elevating, circling in the air

The bed is levitating, now we should beware

She’s rising, she’s rising

Tie her up — Lock her in

She’ll tempt us all into sin

She is possessed by Polterchrist

Must hide her and bind her

Temper the bad inside her

She will become the Polterchrist