Morbid angel – Angel of disease

Your plastic souls melt within cauldron`s burning blackChanting to the Ancient Ones, chants of broken linesKneel before the alter, sacrifice is madeIt is pleasing to the ones most ancient of the daysThey call the prince of disease, messenger of the AbsuCarry through the icy winds our curse upon their churchHanging helpless above the pentagramSacrifice swings within leather nooseSing the ancient hymn that makes the Abso rollRaise the rusty knife, let loose the blood of KinguSudden death throws off the balance that`s within the skyPriest calls forth infernal names to the ones beyond the gateAngel of disease one who shuns the lightShub Niggurath goat with one thousand youngPraise the beast, the chanting grewPraise the beast with virgin bloodPraise the beast with soul and mind

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