hands of death (burn baby burn)

seduce the wicked one

this is the mortal sting

i am the only one

a dark and dreary thing

the blood washes

across the crucified

so few are chosen

i do not die

i haunt and horrify

i see through sulfur eyes

i'm burning in denial

a genius of the night

the blood washes

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

they creep and crawl inside

into the heart of cold

so dead and paralyzed

perversion of the soul

the blood washes

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