Seduce the wicked one
Stir the mortal sting
I'm the only one
A dark and dreary thing

I am there watching
Across the crucified
So few are chosen
I do not die

I howl and horrify
And seat yourself for a ride
Get out of your denial
A genius of the night

And I am there watching
Across the crucified
So few are chosen
I do not die

In the hands of death
Burn baby burn
In the hands of death
Burn baby burn
In the hands of death
Burn baby burn

I creep and crawl inside
Into the heart of cold
So dead and paralyzed
Perfection of the soul

And I am there watching
Across the crucified
So few are chosen
I do not die

In the hands of death
Burn baby burn
In the hands of death
Burn baby burn
In the hands of death
Burn baby burn