The Desecrator Songtext
von Acrid Semblance

Inside your mind stays Evil that′s concealed
Inside your mind writhes a plague reaching distance unseen
Through your mind streak of blinding malice runs squirts
Through your mind a decorated pain is dispatched

Who you are
The Desecrator's ghost
Who you are
The painter of human soul
Why can′t you hear
The cries of everlasting pain
Why you play
The succulent games that make us astray


The panic cries haunt our existence to the end
The victim he dies deeply subdued
The holy angels concealing lies
The messiah of darkness get aside

Who you are
The Desecrator's ghost
Who you are
The painter of human soul
Why can't you hear
The cries of everlasting pain
Why you play
The succulent games that make us astray


Do you mind
If I take a loaf
Of the conquest
To break away
To break away
And run free
Do you mind
If I take a loaf