OH NO... I FEEL THE DARKNESS THAT LIES DEEP INSIDE.
SOMETHING UNKNOWN... CARESSES MY BEING WITH UNHOLY DESIGN.
BLED FROM WITHIN... FOR THE BLOOD THAT BOILS DEEP IN MY FLESH.
FOR, NIGHTS ARE GROWING COLD... FROM DARK PASSIONS EXISTING THROUGH NIGHTMARES DREAMT...

THE SPIRITS INSIDE...
THE SPIRITS INSIDE...
THE SPIRITS INSIDE...
THE SPIRITS, OF DEMONS ARE INSIDE...

BLEEDING MY TEARS, THROUGH THOSE FEARS, THROUGH THE BEASTS WHO NEAR.
AND AS THEY APPEAR, LIFE WILL TEAR, THROUGH DARK IMAGES REFLECTED IN MIRRORS.
UNBOUND NOTHINGNESS ARISES WITH HOLLOW SCREAMS WHICH FOLLOW THE DEEP.
AND UNEARTHED ARE THE DYING, THROUGH VISIONS OF EVIL FOR THE WORLD THAT LIES BENEATH...

THE SPIRITS INSIDE...
THE SPIRITS INSIDE...
THE SPIRITS INSIDE...
THE SPIRITS, OF DEMONS ARE INSIDE...
THE SPIRITS INSIDE...
THE SPIRITS INSIDE...
THE SPIRITS INSIDE...
THE SPIRITS, OF DEMONS ARE INSIDE...

I CANNOT FEEL MY EMOTIONS OR HEAR MY THOUGHTS.
I FEEL SO DAMNED IN A WORLD THAT TIME HAD FORGOT.
MY BLOOD HAS GROWN, SO BRUTALLY COLD, BENEATH MY WRETCHED SKIN.
AM I ALIVE? OR AM I TO DIE? FOR AN UNBURIED PATH AMONG THE DEMON...

... FOR AN UNBURIED PATH AMONG THE DEMON...

I GO INTO MY UNKNOWN, SINKING DEEP WITHIN MY DEPTHS...
AND AS I BLEED WITH THE DARKNESS INSIDE, I SEE THE JESUS WHO WEPT...

THE BODY OF CHRIST DISPELLS ITSELF, THROUGH ENDLESS PASSION, UPON SATAN'S NIGHT...
ON THROUGH THE DREAD AND THE GLOOMY MISTS THEY DWELL, WITHIN THE FIRE OF ENDLESS DESIRE, FOR ALL THE PAIN WE'RE SURE TO FIND...

TURNING THE PAGE... FOR THE STAGE THAT'S SET THROUGH CHAPTERS OF EVIL.
NOVELTIES OF PAIN... FOR THE STAINED AND THE DAMNED, THROUGH THE FLESH OF YHE DEVIL...
INVERTED CONSORTS... DEVOTIONS TO THOSE DEMONS WHO DWELL IN THE FLESH...
ARISEN FROM THE BOWELS OF HADES... TO CLAIM THAT WHICH IS OWED FROM CENTURIES DREAMT...

THE SPIRITS INSIDE...
THE SPIRITS INSIDE...
THE SPIRITS INSIDE...
THE SPIRITS, OF DEMONS ARE INSIDE...
THE SPIRITS INSIDE...
THE SPIRITS INSIDE..
THE SPIRITS INSIDE...
THE SPIRITS, OF DEMONS ARE INSIDE...