Pagan Inclinations Video (MV)

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These tiny quiet rooms are the refuge of we neophytes (neophytes)
Sister Ingrid walks the corridors brings the silence takes the light ( the light)

I lay awake at night fearing that damnation
Is coming for my very soul
The world is shaking with Bad spirit oscillations
My body's aching with Pagan inclinations

Locked away from a world that suffocates upon its wicked sin (wicked sin)
Yet lately I do sense there be an evil whispering from within ( within)

Priests surround my yielded form desperately deep in prayer (In prayer)
Their tired words float into the night and through them I simply stare (oh yeah)

I lay awake at night knowing that damnation
Has taken title of my soul
The world is shaking with Bad spirit oscillations
My body's aching with Pagan inclinations