eidolon - the pentacle star lyricscast down in mortal disguise - belittles himself among the pagans
with razor sharp precision - he carves another prize of death
not willing to hear pathetic pleas for life
thought to all in life as kind - surgical seduction, he lifts the gleaming blade
to taste the tainted blood of desire - embedding the blade into harlot flesh
not willing to hear pathetic pleas for life
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strategically placed mutilation - he shall then complete the pentacle circle
he's been never caught nor found - a grave sickness, never to be equaled |