Worm - Deranged Lyrics

Sitting inside of the pentagram
Drawn on the floor
And I glance to your bones
Slittin my palm
Spreading the blood
Then I call onto home
Call onto him
Bestow your powers onto me
I promise thee
I'll make em bleed
Leavin em Slumped in the street
Dead in their sheets
Beware of the creep
The freak from the mud
I fiend for the blood
Drop it inside a vile
Throwin you onto the pile
The pile of bodies
I look at and smile
Your soul I defile
Deep down in hell
Are you feeling this mane
Consumption of pain
Spitting a hex
Bust you outta this plane
Son of the devil
The taker of lives
Worm from the mud
The lord of the flies
Stalking on you
I'll be your demise
Poppin up outta the dark
With the blood shot eyes
Stuff you down below
Where the wretched cry