[pentagram - 1986]
Exorcised by a high priest
your body writhes in pain
possessed by the seven demons
which are conjured away
As he speaks the holy words
your limbs contract and ache
inhuman growls escape your throat
you can't spell this plague
The crucifix touches your head
it lacerates the flesh
your face is horribly deformed
your skin darkens and smells
Holy water burns your skin
the torment's in your eyes
your twisted flesh starts to rot
though you are still alive
Floating high in the air
held by demon's hand
invisible force from below
enslaving mortal men
Endless wisdom in his words
predict and reveal
visionary eyes
to which nothing conceals
Tormenting creatures of god
demons bring misery and pain
Paradise they have lost
sacrifice in heaven's name
Possession of helpless
transgression of their reign
Six demons have left their shell
forced by holiness
falling again into hell
land of evil reign
The mightest demon will not go
until your body is dead
to take the soul into the fire
which burns for ever more