(verse)
Pain is from the altar
The voices run together
Will it be just screams?
This love is Satan's daughter
Black birds in night converge
A shelter pose the problem
An overseen cross, a virgin that's fast
An unwind revelry

(Chorus)
Black Mass - stands between
Black Mass - stands between

(Verse 2)
We're merely trying to conjure
The presence of a master
The eyes and bodies wide
The daemon tongues speak faster
The hybrids will raise and 
Toss in advice of the woman on the altar
Desecrating the house and her body's most
Into the aura passes

(Chorus)