In the name of the father, the son, and the holy ghost
Torment is fermented in an unlikely host
Spirituality lost

A life full of mindless faith corrupted by voices that annotate every decision

Taken


His dreams fill with fire and pain


Awaken

The unholy creation, destroyer of salvation


Shapeless


Taking the form of a man

Nameless


It's face will be the last thing you see when you


Die

The last image froze into your mind


The possession that creeps into the recesses and corners of the fractured and unstabilized holy man's conscience, it's...


Here!

Creature upon the preacher


Late into the night he is woken from his fitful sleep
Unable to rest, he dresses and heads to the chapel


Eyes unseeing, the creature follows on his scent


Illusion of safety, seeking refuge in his sacrament

Silently and carefully

He approaches his prey with silence and precision
Unaware
That he'll soon be mutilated, masticated, and devoured alive


Unfortunately there will be no protection


No divine intervention

Unfortunately there will be no protection


No divine intervention


When the creature is upon
The preacher


(Solo)

Now the Preacher Will Die!


Claws
Rip through his body!


Every
Bone inside him, broke


Screams
Echo around him


The final blow
A cross stabbed into his throat


Now he lies dissected
The priest is mutilated

The feasting has abated, the creature's stomach, full

Spread-eagle on the alter


The beast leaves his victim, the door slams closed