My victim's chosen the time is right

Ritual

Death like a mist engulfs you tonight

Ritual

The purest of hate unleashed upon thee

Ritual

Most sadistic traits of inhumanity

Ritual



But oh, the pleasure for me

Is not just that you die

No it's not the fear

That wells in your eyes

No the pleasure for me

Is to stick that knife in

See your disbelief

When you know it's the end



Crosses and pentagrams carved in your flesh

Ritual

Organs excised and nailed to the wall

Ritual

Cryptic messages scrawled in your blood

Ritual

Trophies extracted and removed from the scene

Ritual



Ahh, planned right to detail

Down to every cut

And position of nail

Ahh, a pure sacrifice

To the deity

Devoid of virtue

Who possesses my soul



Drained of every drop of blood

There ain't no salvation

No god and no love

Oh, as your colour drains

And your hope dies

And your worst fears

Now realised

And the mystery

And the lack of clues

The merciless waste

That has become of you