"It has grinded and worn my soul Into a spirit-scraped shadow The Devil's always on my shoulder As I'm cursed beyond - Recognition..." The Devil was in my bones last night One heel on the shovel Pale horse by my side Now I bleed black - I bleed napalm As I rot in this cage of my soul Crawling out of the woodwork it comes Like worms wriggling out of dead flesh and worn bones A thousand times - A thousand nights In endless repetition Cursed Beyond Recognition This mammoth iron-cross to drag Driving bargains with the Devil The Devil was in my flesh last night Cursing bone upon bone As I'm born to the black In every fear - In every way Like a straightjacket nailed to the soul Now all food turns to ash in my mouth Like a rat in a maze Trapped in mental lock-down Yet my pound of flesh - I will always get Leave my soul for the reapers in wait This heart beats in a rotten chest Soul and spirit ripped loose from its flesh Come d**h-worms black - And lead the way To my corner of this abyss Dreams of devils giving birth to crippled spawn As the cold winds are blowing - So cold through my soul Like led it burns through my rotting veins Each night I dream of Hell Oh no, No I won't go I'll rather die spitting fire from below No omen's black enough To eclipse this rotten soul For Nocturnal is the beast of this code Soul desecrated - Standing on the brink of Hell As all my bones are slowly grinded Nerves and flesh is now my cell The Devil calls through days of strife Howling me back into the dark Into the screaming voids Into the cursed encroaching night