Ondskapt Possession
Possession
In their despair they crawl into a vessel
Bargaining with their souls at any cost
Some of them lust for greed
Some kill for love
They seek the truth whilst none is found
All asking for something never asking the cost
Indebting their souls, now they are lost
Unseeing worshippers of hell
Possessed as demons guide the flesh
The soul rots from the inside
Man kindly laughs at death
In the joys of bliss
Disguised as free will
Chained to the hands of lust
Slave unto evil
And the demons that lеad the way forth
Seeking truth from below and nevеr above
Demons speak softly into the ears of the weak
As they are unconsciously raped
And redeemed of all things
Sick and weary
Damned waiting for the everlasting fires
Of hell to illuminate the soul eternally