Lost

Something moves out of the dark
It’s invisible and it’s dangerous
It’s on its way on its unholy mission
You’re alone — you’re alone

It brings destruction into your mind
It takes your power, makes you feel resolute
Damnation is falling into your body
It’s sliding arms into your spine

Black candles in a torture room
You’re waiting for the Master, he’s due to come
A pentagram is painted on the ground
It’s made of blood — it’s your own blood

The sky becomes darker, the clocks stand still
No noise in the air, just an instant silence
Suddenly a terrible cry…
Satan is here — Satan is here

An evil power comes over you
You are lost — you are lost
An unknown force conquers your body
You are lost — you are lost