Testo Conspiring With The Damned

Conspiring with the damned contact the other side converse with the deceased corrupt your virgin mind we cannot comprehend a cold ead in between the roaming spirit would where
the living do not see "it's just a game" revealing horrid secrets identity unkown what started out in innocence with evil it has grown the opening of gateways obscene thee ancient horror
on this evening will unfold a wretched curse on thine own family you'll wish the dead you'd
never sought to know decrypting the words of the deceased of molestations of murder and
disease hatred fueled by searing jealousy forever fleshless enshamed they long to be the secrets
of our fate the dead have seen masquerading as a friend initially profane possession nightmare
reality just place your hands upon the planchette and believe don't look now the walls are
bleeding crucifixes are inverting candles black are sickly burning throughout the air are pages whirling you'll pray to got to see you through the night you'll embrace a god feeling
threatened for your life a twisting demons face you'll come before in dream the damned
abhorrent dead find refuge in your screams witness them speak the opening of gateways
obcene thee ancient on this evening will unfold a wretched curse on the thine own family
you'll wish the dead you'd never sought to know.