Pale and frail So shy and so innocent Concealing a dark illusions Your oath your rules Have forbidden The human contact Your deity is just sick Break those chains Break those inhibitions I came to teach The liberation of your skin Give in To the lust in your blood Give in To the pleasure of your soul Give in To the lust in your blood Give in To the pleasure of your Soul Black magic Dreaming of horns and fire I run deep into the woods And an itch that cannot be scratched Let yourself become perverted Covered by the ceremonial blood Forget the earthly things Welcome a diabolical pleasure Give in To the lust in your blood Give in To the pleasure of your soul Give in To the lust in your blood Give in To the pleasure of your Soul