For those who think the world is heaven.
For those who think the life is a gift of god.
For those who hopewho pray
And virgins that stay away
Enthrallment
Away from us your haevens burning!
Your god is low creatures. Useless!
Virgins Ill find you, Ill possess you!
Alive or dead!
Enthrallment
Your heaven is turn to Burning Fields.
The scarlet has no difference already.
Your brain is part of my collection.
Immerse into bloody bliss!
This lyric was posted anonymously. Not yet confirmed by Book of Metal.
