No Place for the Cross

Being born, infant scorn Inside this infernal blackened room I'm the master, I live faster Come into my dank and secret tomb Sorcerer, sorceress Follow me into hell and you won't get lost Fuck me, fuck you But in here there is no place for the cross Power flows, evil grows In this dark stagnant womb of sin Come to call, down the hall And I will fucking usher you in Fucking hell, cast a spell Don't give a fuck about the fucking cost Pentagram, foul man And still there is no place for the cross