Invert the Virgin Lyrics

Slice Open The w****s Neck
Invoke The Blood
Bathe In The Warm Red
Invert Her Virgin Soul
Her Soul Was Once Pure
Now She Is But A w****
She Is Now Possessed
In The Grip Of Darkness

Invert The Virgin [X3]... Invert
She Lies Dead On The Altar
The Incubus Licks Her Flesh
As We Start The Ritual
In Her Virgin Blood

Her Corpse Is Now A Shell
For The Master To Be Born
Through The Darkness He Comes
Crawling Forth From Hell
His Pain Is Adorned
With Thorns From A Fallen King
His Strength Is Covered
With l*** Of The Fallen Few