Callenish Circle

Sin, sinful, as a sinner I am
Conceived by a jackal
Cunning as a serpent
I'm hiding inside your conscience's parasite
I am the controller
The
autocrat
of the soul
After me, no turning back
Gaining full soul control
Sin,
as a
sinner I am
Conceived by a jackal
Cunning as a serpent
I'm hiding
inside
Need, needle as I am your neediness
Conquering flesh and bones
I'll be
taking
over 'till breathing finites
For I am you
I am the controller
The
autocrat
of the soul