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(Lyrics Hanneman/King; Music Hanneman) Mortuaries, dead of night My body starts to rise In my mind the horror lives To feel death deep inside Relentless lust of rotting flesh To thrash the tomb she lies Heathen whore of Satan's wrath I spit at your demise Virgin child now drained of life Your soul cannot be free Not given the chance to rot in Hell Satan's cross points to Hell The earth I must uncover A passion grows to feast upon The frozen blood inside her I feel the urge the growing need To fuck this sinful corpse My tasks complete the bitch's soul Lies raped in demonic lust (Lead - King) Her stomach bursts the casket breaks The seed has taken form A writhing shape of twisted flesh The Devil's child is thrown Hungry for the smell of Death He rules forbidden evil Vengeance with a frenzied hatred The bastard now must die Lost souls of the dead Form legions that burst through Hell's Gates Death of one sacrifice To avenge the raped corpse from the grave Blood of one mortal man The fire grows stronger within