They Must Die Screaming — Benediction

Destined for great power Hidden secret of twisted faith From sacrificial squalor To disinterring amoral disgrace

Following in the footsteps In the wrecking trail of the elusive witch Effigies submerged in gore With a headless beast for opposing the hitch Sworn to Kadiempembe An obsession with evil carved in flesh Ritually cicatrised screaming My soul is dead, I have no god

And with the gathered disciples The chosen one's horizons spread Immolations and unbelievers Paying the devil's price in blood and dread

And with the decadent enraptured Worshipping their twisted god Boundless evil of El Padrino A baron in the court of hell

Spiralling sadism Lovers torn asunder, victims mutilated Agony praised utmost One vile commandment - they must die screaming

Flense the silent stoic Yet his lack of screams fails to impress Resultant rage volcanic Seize innocence, desperate redress

But the shadow god has stumbled Sorcerous facade now implode at once Though the castellations crumble The godfather will not be dead for long...