Demonic Fleshtemple

<p>Called to the night in the past Drawn from the depths, from the sea of faceless beings The shadow from the darkest realm</p><p>Spirit of oblivion Seized the careless man In the deepest pit of the soul feasting and holding its nest</p><p>Obscure force of evil Inhaling my life like a black aurrole around me aspiring my soul</p><p>Astral entity,...will not return to the place of darkness whence it came in that night when the moon was so mystical I stare into the mirror and I see you right in front of me</p><p>You are watching back at me from the demonic fleshtemple through the fiery eyes The unclean spirit of evil...</p>