There’s vomit on her bed sheets, as blood drips down her cunt
The resurrected demon has only just begun
Her body begins to perish, as the evil takes control
The children are not safe, she’s serving satans throne
She's breathing and rotting, the power of evil kills
Demons grip tightens, her body is his home
The air is cold, her eyes are white, teeth are rotting
God cannot suffice
THE PREACHER’S POSSESSOR
PAZUZU
SATAN’S DEFENDER
SOLDIER OF HELL
Servants of jesus, your god is no more
the devil has attacked and the war is over
The cross cannot help you against the strength of hate,
your god is dead, and the demons have come to rape
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The Truth. Epic. Powerful. Nobody could touch Speckman et al in Chicago in the mid-80's. Nobody. Their 4 song demo is still in my high rotation today: The Truth, Pay to Die, Mangled Dehuminization and Re-entry and Destruction...immortal. John "Pio" Piotrowski
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Sacrocurse return to violently rip shit up. The trio has ramped up their intensity and godless savagery from 'Unholier Master'. In a sea of copycats, these bastards show 'em who's the real deal. Choco Latte