I still got to face them
Coming all the time
Hope to get some inspiration from the other side

Gonna tell ya'a secret
'bout my occult sight
Demons an'Spirits, they surround me every night

It's so addictive
And I want it more and more
It's supposed to be a gift
But I feed it with my blood

Rock, charm, beauty and love
Strong pulse, non stop
It's worship and shock
Occult rock, cult

It looks so magical
But something ain't right
Love it to death and don't forget to pay the price

Act of evocation
Through my own damnation
Turn it on and tune it in, that's the way to drop out