Gloomy Grim
pope of the black arts
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Spells of the spirit world, spoken by me
Black mass in the dark forests, only shadows to be seen
Controlled by the pope of the black arts
Oh, Master, hear my voice and make him bleed
Satan, Master, here is the victim
Come to me and make my vengeance pure
Oh, you really are the savior
Creator of all, the horned one
Oh Master, this I only ask from you
Make him bleed
Satan, Master
Spells of the spirit world, spoken by me
Black mass in the dark forests, only shadows to be seen
Oh, you really are the savior
Creator of all, the horned one
Oh Master, this I only ask from you
Make him bleed