All Hell
Mass Possession
The gates are open, the way is clear
We are not alone
Wailing cries begin to fill the air
As the spirits moan
Fragile boundaries are rent
Borders cast aside
Inhaling the burning scent
Gates are open wide
Possession
Spirits descend!
Mass Possession
Violent shaking, the gathered sway
As horses ridden
The world around fades away
Embrace forbidden
Congregation writhes as snakes
To the sounding drum
Moving with unknown shapes
Sacred Guests have come
Possession
Spirits Descend!
Mass Possession
From Letras Mania