Possession - Abomination

Evil congregation born within my death

Devil seeks my soul tries to steal my breath

Fits of anger cry out as I spill my guts

Vomit fills the air as the coffin shuts

Possession

Possession

Mine eyes have seen the glory

Of the coming of the dead

They have ripped my heart out

Stole my soul and took my every breath

I’ve lost the will to live or die

Or follow in his ways

His death is marching on