I think satanic thoughts from the dark scriptures it's the evil one I walk backwards just to rip through the sinister you die in your own fear Nightmare is here, I contaminate the atmosphere d**h defeats the object of dying in prayers in your own fear coz d**h is real I leave you stranded right in the middle of silent hill Where demons attack in the dark with jagged blades just to stab you through your f**ing grill Deformed creatures move to the sounds of my chorus I move forward burning carca** that leave you bleeding from every hole of you oraphis I'm leaving this mic infected Call yourself the asthmatic I k** your lungs with the deadliest flows like asbestos my style is projected Body's devoured right into my stomach is digested Holy crystals in demonic temples so run and go grab the free masonic symbols Bone gristle cannibalised and ripped through your tissue Your battling demons that can't be stopped that gets shot from any form of a pistol Devil's playground Black clouds are formed over crowds Dead boy's are found In this ghost town it's the devil's playground