Witching Hour Bad Moon Is On The Rise

I Can't Resist Its Infernal Cold Power

When It Blaze Into My Eyes



Feel I Am Slowly Changing

Begin To Lose My Track

Hatred Poison My Veins

I Am Cold And My Heart Turns Black



I Am POSSESSED



I Am Trapped In Its Icecold Blaze

It Drains The Warmth From My Soul

Feel The Dread And My Mind Is In Torment

And Still Its Eye Of Death Glow So Cold



I Am Confused

Feel My Strength Slowly Fading

Oh Hear My Cries For Help And Mercy



I Am POSSESSED