Ritual bloodletting Corrupts your soul Morphing the body, Rotten hands take hold Blasphemy, undead horde of flesh Gouging their eyes, Putrid wounds in heads Conscious vanishing, from your mind Life in your eyes turns black as night Bloody sigil, carved in your palm Mother with child, Guided by the darkness A husk left to rot, Decaying soul inside Convulsions in afterbirth, Wretched horrid sight Morbid baptism, Of the grotesque born Child won't be saved, Putrid life exist no more Black candle vigil, Fetid corpse left to die Skin peeled from the face, Bloody organs left behind In this cult we gather To drink the blood and eat the flesh Excise the child still connected To the umbilicus, drain the life