Mean and infectious. The evil Prophets rise. Dance of the Macabre. As witches Streak the sky. Decadent worship of. Black Magic sorcery. In the womb of the Devil's Dungeon. trapped without a plea. See thing in agony. Necrosis is the fate. Pins sticking through the skin. The venom now sedates. Locked in a pillory. Nowhere to be found. Screaming for your life. But no one hears a sound. Help Me. Prepare the patients scalp. To peel away. Metal caps his ears. He'll hear not what we say. Solid steel visor. Riveted cross his eyes. Iron staples close his jaws. So no one hears his cries. The skull beneath the skin. Now your drawn and quartered. Your bones will make the x. Symbol stands for poison. And it's chained to your head. And as we fold your arms. To make the holy cross. We cross the crucifix. Religion has been lost. The skull beneath the skin