Vital Remains

I am the bornless one, showing you my face
Look at me eye to eye, come into my hand of evil
Behold, you're in the presence of Satan; king of Hell
And if you are weak now you will die!
Summon the demons-Straight forth from Hell
Conjuring devils-With forbidden spells
Capturing your soul-Controlling your mind
Pray to your God-He will never be
Behold the doctrine of slaves
Crown of the temples, brightness of Heaven
Your fabled book of lies, we must burn these bounded pages
Impale the opus of shit, now venture into the black
And open the gates to Hell, cast up Lucifer and his unholy blessing
Now swear the oath of Satan!