The Red Mass Lyrics

The woods are littered with satanists in robes
Wrapping up Mary with black-velvet robes
performing this act in defiance of the divine
Setting fire to the Jesus-detesting shrine
The red mass
Another cult lurks not far behind
Their flesh pale and their eves blind
Not satanists, nor Christian nuts
Just a cult that craves blood and guts
The cult moves in closer and closer
Ready to feast on these satanic posers
Their mouths and eyes dripping with pus
Their bodies covered with gashes and cuts
The red mass
They attack the cult with knives and hooks
Blood splattering on their black ritual books
Heads, legs and arms all dislimb
Only to be sloppily stripped and skinned
The red mass
Feeding away at their faces and stomachs
Twirling their organs with twigs and sticks
Blood and bones, hanging up in the trees
The cult guttles their carcasses with glee