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I am possessed as I am blessed of Corpus Christi

Night after night, the beginning, our Cult is alive

Alive on the Cross, Yes I was

the Forsaken Stigmata

Unholy Father and all of the Heavens Untwine

I am the White, or Am I the Black

Lord use me, as Your cleansing rag

I condemn, I condemn

The spear is trembling

i'm the witness of his shaking hand

We are the Damned, We are the damned

Damned are the servants, the Tormentors of his forthcoming hand

Cant take away, in blood was written

to see is forbidden,the Serpent is under Command

Under the Moon, when it's round and full we Suffer

Suffer the wounds as we step on sacred ground

I confess, I confess, I confess

As I walk the path of Sorrows

Pleasure on your burning flesh