Twist of the Serpents Head - Evil Incarnate

Sound of thunder and misanthropy

Within this protective circle

Along this doorstep of pain

I summon demons from hell

Caress the virgin altar

Preparing for the conjuring

Ancient incantations I chant

Arise from the depths

Angel of filth and hate

Smash to the ground

Christian symbol of purity

Strike down upon thee

Feel his power, and might

Iced earth and, misery

Thee air turns into, fire

The skies begin to bleed

Images of a religion dead

Twist of the serpent’s head

Fire and destruction

Burns three thirds the earth

Satan unleashed his most

Killing the holy ghost