No Place for the Cross

Being born, infant scorn

Inside this infernal blackened room

I'm the master, I live faster

Come into my dank and secret tomb

Sorcerer, sorceress

Follow me into hell and you won't get lost

Fuck me, fuck you

But in here there is no place for the cross

Power flows, evil grows

In this dark stagnant womb of sin

Come to call, down the hall

And I will fucking usher you in

Fucking hell, cast a spell

Don't give a fuck about the fucking cost

Pentagram, foul man

And still there is no place for the cross