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Ritual of Flesh

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Offering flesh to desire 
Turning blood into lust 
Praising the whole body as a temple 
Making flesh a ritual... 

Ritual of flesh... 

The ritual begins 
Perversion is invoked 
The sickness of the dark side of the mind 
Evokes the principle of every lust 

Remains of the ritual begin to appear 
Blood, flesh and death everywhere 
Your lost mind desiring pleasures 
An assured death expects for you 
It's a ritual 
It's a burial 

Opening the gates with the cursed words 

Ritual of flesh 
Your life's fucked... 
And the beast in your soul 
Expect with calm 
The fallen god will arrive 
He's not a strange 
He's here to live everyday