Lyrics Twist of the Serpents Head - Evil Incarnate

Twist of the Serpents Head

Sound of thunder and misanthropy
Within this protective circle
Along this doorstep of pain
I summon demons from hell
Caress the virgin altar
Preparing for the conjuring
Ancient incantations I chant
Arise from the depths
Angel of filth and hate
Smash to the ground
Christian symbol of purity
Strike down upon thee
Feel his power, and might
Iced earth and, misery
Thee air turns into, fire
The skies begin to bleed
Images of a religion dead
Twist of the serpent’s head
Fire and destruction
Burns three thirds the earth
Satan unleashed his most
Killing the holy ghost