Wytchfynde

One Step Closer (To Hell)

Wytchfynde


In A Time Of Fear And Purgatory 
Of A Land That Weeps With Misery 
Feel The Flames Of My Desire 
Taste The Pleasures I Derive In 

In The Dead Of The Night I'll Come For You 
The Stench Of Death Invades Your Lonely Room 
Feel My Cold Lips Brush Your Silken Face 
Now My Bite Your Locked In Deaths Embrace 

I'm Drinking Your Blood, Your Heart And Your Soul 
Your Memories Grow Cold 
Come With Me Now, Listen To Me 
This Is Your Destiny 

I've Prowled This Earth Thru The Centuries 
A Million Souls Have All Succumbed To Me 
Tears Of Blood I've Shed In Agony 
Come Now Into Eternity 

I Give You All Eternal Life 
Evoke To Me All The Things That You Despise 
Just Let Me Take Your Last Breath 
Bequeath To Me All That You Have Left 

See No More The Sight Of The Setting Sun 
The Sounds Of Death And Joy Merge Into One 
The Fires Of Hell Are Here To Welcome You 
Into The Hosts I Watch, I Wait For You 
Touch The Plague That Sweeps Across The Land 
Where The Christ Was Said To Make His Stand 
See The Shadow Of The Cross That Made You Free 
Oh Lord Why Has Thou Forsaken Me 

See No More The Sight Of The Setting Sun 
The Sounds Of Death And Joy Merge Into One 
The Fires Of Hell Are Here To Welcome You 
Into The Hosts I Watch, I Wait For You 
Touch The Plague That Sweeps Across The Land 
Where The Christ Was Said To Make His Stand 
See The Shadow Of The Cross That Made You Free