Satan's Touch
Let me in
Maggots feast upon your flesh
The buzzards and the crows are perched upon their nests
On hallows eve the ghouls come out to play
Your blood runs cold beneath a shallow grave
Death walks the earth
God is not here
Hide in the church
We feed upon your fears
Demons whisper beckon call
Reaping the night, burning the cross
Fire, brimstone, gates of Hell
Satan's touch will give you chills
The smell of rot breeds sickness and despair
Their blackened tongues can taste all of your fears
The darkest night consumes your shattered soul
Eternal death becomes your final throne
Death walks the earth
God is not here
Hide in the church
We feed upon your fears
Demons whisper beckon call
Reaping the night, burning the cross
Fire, brimstone, gates of Hell
Satan's touch will give you chills
Demons whisper beckon call
Reaping the night, burning the cross
Fire, brimstone, gates of Hell
Satan's touch will give you chills
Fire, brimstone, gates of Hell
The angels cry, mourning the loss
Fire, brimstone, gates of Hell
God is dead, the deed is done
Maggots feast upon your flesh
The buzzards and the crows are perched upon their nests
On hallows eve the ghouls come out to play
Your blood runs cold beneath a shallow grave
Death walks the earth
God is not here
Hide in the church
We feed upon your fears
Demons whisper beckon call
Reaping the night, burning the cross
Fire, brimstone, gates of Hell
Satan's touch will give you chills
The smell of rot breeds sickness and despair
Their blackened tongues can taste all of your fears
The darkest night consumes your shattered soul
Eternal death becomes your final throne
Death walks the earth
God is not here
Hide in the church
We feed upon your fears
Demons whisper beckon call
Reaping the night, burning the cross
Fire, brimstone, gates of Hell
Satan's touch will give you chills
Demons whisper beckon call
Reaping the night, burning the cross
Fire, brimstone, gates of Hell
Satan's touch will give you chills
Fire, brimstone, gates of Hell
The angels cry, mourning the loss
Fire, brimstone, gates of Hell
God is dead, the deed is done
Credits
Writer(s): Andrew Harmic
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