[Instrumental]

Caught, wide awake in your bed
As a brumous, crawling menace starts to spread

Malicious Souls
Longing for your blood
Sent to strike the iron
While it's gleamin' hot
Malicious Souls
Malicious Souls

They float, through dying screams, down every pore
Bones breakin' like branches, blood turns to gore

Decomposed and crooked
As you're drawn to join their ranks
Levitate, then conflate
And march on to the iron clanks

High after high and kill after kill
Life after life their rows will be filled

Malicious Souls
Malicious Souls
For less they will not settle

Malicious Souls
Malicious Souls
Death by High Speed Metal

Hasty hooves bashing towards convent walls
Another abbot's sent to sound new songs
From the choir stalls
Rumors spreading' fast
A new order rules at last
Archaic, fierce and strict
Just pray you won't be picked

To count your blessings
Count your blessings
Once you're done confessing
You can count your blessings

One by one you're did to the confessional
Misgiving's rise, from inside brass a rancid smell
The door's clunking shut
As you own up to your smut
Rasping vocal chords declare
What indulgence you must bear

A sudden swing in tone as you're done with your shrift
The lattice bursts in smithers as a sacred gift
A fierce grin lifting its shroud
Black gloves, god's reaching out
Death trap, stop dead in your tracks
Sell ascends behind turned backs

There's no point in confessing
When death is the blessing

Beyond cliffs that dwell in darkness
Lurks the entrance to her den
Once you're lost inside her hollow
You'll never see the sun again

Born from the seas
Spawn of hades
Hypnotic stares
No mortal dares
Entering the gates leading

Inside Medusa's lair
Shun her fatal glare
The force of wicked eyes
Will leave you fossilized
By the Gorgon

Dim light flickers through the tunnels
Damp air filling up your lungs
The only sound your heartbeat
And hissing serpent tongues

Deep inside the temple
A lake cold and still
Horrors concealed by waters below
Creep yup behind her
The age held high
Her sisters eyes following you
Within rows of pillars
Frozen in shock
Poor souls who dared her before
A sudden rattle
Shadows start to twist
You're bound to stay evermore

Crooked, dark and narrow
Facades necrotic black
Charades of the living dead
Vermin cluster in a crack
Hollow, lost, forgotten
Streets of sweating stone
Flashing glows - a sweet mirage
But one never walks alone

Purged by Fires in the night
Neon demons dance in blackened light
See omens shrouding the sky
As flames burst high over

Star-Crossed City
As spheres align
The terminal sign

Rancid, cold and rotten
Impending doom draws near
Electric strokes from high above
Crack a horizon once clear
Broken, Barred and shattered
Where mercy never dared
Blood red painted doorsteps
This time, shall not be spared

You're gonna die inside

Star-Crossed City
As spheres align
The terminal sign
Star-Crossed City
Run for your life
Into the knife

Trapped by a bad call
Lost in a dismal gallery
Groping your way through the hallways
Aroused by an eerie legacy

No easy way out, darkness ahead
Fear for your life, one step and you're dead
Shadows behind, footsteps up front
Two evils to choose, you're trapped in a hunt
A sudden resolve, panic kicks in
Abrupt, fond an dim

Flee The Phantom, avoid the slightest glance
Flee The Phantom, the Louvre's deadly trance

A motion next to a statue
An apparition hasting aside
Footsteps clattering on stone ground
Torches raise hectic, shaking light

Belphegor - Its servant's eyes, expressionless
Belphegor - A shapeless dark in gloomy dress
Belphegor - Scraggy arms rise from its robe
Belphegor - An ancient force goes for your throat

In the midst of shades among tombs
A twisted staircase
With stone steps leading below
To a dreadful haze
Foul stenches seizing the light
Caught in a trance
Lured by numbing sound from the deep
Blasphemous chants

Reciting texts off pages rotten
Praising names of old gods forgotten
Below the Mausoleum

A quivering mass blurred by fear
Flickering flames
Bow towards an onyx altar
Exposed remains
Shattering glass beneath soles
Sudden cries
Hooded figures turning their heads
Fiery eyes

Below the Mausoleum
Ancient ones, behold the sacrifice
That is not dead which eternal lies
Cruel Moloch, grotesque Coliseum
Below the Mausoleum

Demonic shadows flooding the hall
Through and through
Disembodied hands reaching out
To get hold of you
Up the staircase from where it begun
A hollow moon
Yet there the entrance has been
Merely cold stone

Mournful cries from a dreadful chamber,
Excruciating wall
Enter at your own risk
You bring the coffin, we the nail

Our turn to put the screws on you

Horror, you're free to choose
W've considered ways and means
Deadly, forced upon there ack
But that's just one of our spleens

So many things you're going through

Wielding power, dealing' death
At our command

A secret urge is thriving you
Towards the chamber's deepest dark
A block of stone below a pendulum
Shall be your visit's final ward

A swinging' blade's the definite view

Crawling closer, hold your breath
Rippin' slowly towards death

Hasty gaits on trembling feet
Shaking legs from roaming' streets
A strangers scowl, a deadly threat
Delusion rears its ugly head

Laughter that blisters
Lashed by whispers
Lost in wicked thoughts, forever
Doomed to the multitudes of terror

Suspending medicine
Pills decoding from within
That charlatan won't let you see
Beyond this sheer enormity

It was a blessing in disguise
Discern the truth behind their lies
Follow every telltale trace
To wipe the smirk off every face

Reign, till the last star falls from the night
Incestuous feasts - bathing in cruel delight

Let them hate, let them dispose
As long as they live in fear

The sanate's corrupt - the verdict is death
Buried to the head, knifes dissecting their breath

By Jupiter, I am Jupiter
Roman king of the gods

The Court of Caligula
Burn the state from within
The Court of Caligula
Fall and indulge in sin
The Court Of Caligula
The Blood Of Caligula

Treason! Treason! Deception! Lie!
If Rome had but one neck to hand them by

I am all men, as I am no man
And therefore I am a god

A shadow rooms behind the veils
Following thy bloody trails
What irony this horror holds
When in a flash the blade unfolds

The tyrant dead on his marble throne
Leaves scarlet stains on cold, pale stone
Herald it loud to every man
That Vulture came to
Kill again!