| Song | Deus Avertat |
| Artist | Spawn of Possession |
| Album | Incurso |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Even the purest of sinless souls sometimes attracts themselves to spirits longforgotten sleeping | |
| A man of curious nature this soon would learn, in his grandma’s old attic | |
| He found the hidden piece of wood that forever would change his blissful life | |
| Tool of evil, board of riddle, transmitter to the ancient | |
| Unforgiving, lures the living, of hell designed mechanics | |
| Sends a signal to the shunned side, one asks it, one reads it | |
| Whom will answer | |
| God only knows | |
| Although his | |
| Granny warned him deeply he still brought it home for study | |
| All he wanted was to try it, for mood he list some candles, poured a glass ofvintage absinthe | |
| Innocent, wonder, soon to leave for hell, seance begin | |
| His hand grabbed the planchette, sweating exited of it went | |
| In backwards circles back and forth, demon speech of unknown | |
| Twitched his hand and took control, letters started shaping into several words | |
| Come join us the sentence read, why he wrote, no reply | |
| Who are you, we are mere friends, hear our offer gentle caller | |
| You may have goodly gifts just for us to simply visit you | |
| The short conversation led on, convincing our host to trade what the spiritswanted | |
| Debauching intent, plotting for his soul, brood of ill, attributed to his newlyfound friends | |
| Their agreement sealed a subconscious deal though he could not foresee | |
| The effects coming, nails and hair fell off, a lump in his throat was born | |
| He started feeling woozy, bowel control he kept losing, soon swimming in hisown filth | |
| As he got invaded by the tricksters from beyond | |
| Wrenching on the floor, the voices pounding in his mind, raving on about death | |
| Started to get owned in fetal position, realized the mistake he had made | |
| Yelled out tortured leave me be, badly choking on his phlegm | |
| Begged in tears for deaf ears, serpents from the other side his body nowpossessed | |
| A broken human woke up in daze, first thing his eye caught | |
| On the floor a pile of ash, must’ve lit the board on fire | |
| Not sure of what had happened, it all felt weird and blurry | |
| He managed to stand, still in pain from last night’s ordeal | |
| Back flashes started to haunt his weak memory | |
| Grandma’s face covered in blood, limping steps took him there | |
| To her house door unlocked called her name silence would not break | |
| Up the stairs, met by a horrible death sight of what he’d done | |
| Old granny torn apart, down her throat he had rammed her heart | |
| Her eyes stared open wide and cold, what was all this meant for? | |
| The spirits of the board for years had tried to take her soul | |
| This was their vengeance, that’s why they sent him | |
| To execute her and be freed forever |
| Even the purest of sinless souls sometimes attracts themselves to spirits longforgotten sleeping | |
| A man of curious nature this soon would learn, in his grandma' s old attic | |
| He found the hidden piece of wood that forever would change his blissful life | |
| Tool of evil, board of riddle, transmitter to the ancient | |
| Unforgiving, lures the living, of hell designed mechanics | |
| Sends a signal to the shunned side, one asks it, one reads it | |
| Whom will answer | |
| God only knows | |
| Although his | |
| Granny warned him deeply he still brought it home for study | |
| All he wanted was to try it, for mood he list some candles, poured a glass ofvintage absinthe | |
| Innocent, wonder, soon to leave for hell, seance begin | |
| His hand grabbed the planchette, sweating exited of it went | |
| In backwards circles back and forth, demon speech of unknown | |
| Twitched his hand and took control, letters started shaping into several words | |
| Come join us the sentence read, why he wrote, no reply | |
| Who are you, we are mere friends, hear our offer gentle caller | |
| You may have goodly gifts just for us to simply visit you | |
| The short conversation led on, convincing our host to trade what the spiritswanted | |
| Debauching intent, plotting for his soul, brood of ill, attributed to his newlyfound friends | |
| Their agreement sealed a subconscious deal though he could not foresee | |
| The effects coming, nails and hair fell off, a lump in his throat was born | |
| He started feeling woozy, bowel control he kept losing, soon swimming in hisown filth | |
| As he got invaded by the tricksters from beyond | |
| Wrenching on the floor, the voices pounding in his mind, raving on about death | |
| Started to get owned in fetal position, realized the mistake he had made | |
| Yelled out tortured leave me be, badly choking on his phlegm | |
| Begged in tears for deaf ears, serpents from the other side his body nowpossessed | |
| A broken human woke up in daze, first thing his eye caught | |
| On the floor a pile of ash, must' ve lit the board on fire | |
| Not sure of what had happened, it all felt weird and blurry | |
| He managed to stand, still in pain from last night' s ordeal | |
| Back flashes started to haunt his weak memory | |
| Grandma' s face covered in blood, limping steps took him there | |
| To her house door unlocked called her name silence would not break | |
| Up the stairs, met by a horrible death sight of what he' d done | |
| Old granny torn apart, down her throat he had rammed her heart | |
| Her eyes stared open wide and cold, what was all this meant for? | |
| The spirits of the board for years had tried to take her soul | |
| This was their vengeance, that' s why they sent him | |
| To execute her and be freed forever |
| Even the purest of sinless souls sometimes attracts themselves to spirits longforgotten sleeping | |
| A man of curious nature this soon would learn, in his grandma' s old attic | |
| He found the hidden piece of wood that forever would change his blissful life | |
| Tool of evil, board of riddle, transmitter to the ancient | |
| Unforgiving, lures the living, of hell designed mechanics | |
| Sends a signal to the shunned side, one asks it, one reads it | |
| Whom will answer | |
| God only knows | |
| Although his | |
| Granny warned him deeply he still brought it home for study | |
| All he wanted was to try it, for mood he list some candles, poured a glass ofvintage absinthe | |
| Innocent, wonder, soon to leave for hell, seance begin | |
| His hand grabbed the planchette, sweating exited of it went | |
| In backwards circles back and forth, demon speech of unknown | |
| Twitched his hand and took control, letters started shaping into several words | |
| Come join us the sentence read, why he wrote, no reply | |
| Who are you, we are mere friends, hear our offer gentle caller | |
| You may have goodly gifts just for us to simply visit you | |
| The short conversation led on, convincing our host to trade what the spiritswanted | |
| Debauching intent, plotting for his soul, brood of ill, attributed to his newlyfound friends | |
| Their agreement sealed a subconscious deal though he could not foresee | |
| The effects coming, nails and hair fell off, a lump in his throat was born | |
| He started feeling woozy, bowel control he kept losing, soon swimming in hisown filth | |
| As he got invaded by the tricksters from beyond | |
| Wrenching on the floor, the voices pounding in his mind, raving on about death | |
| Started to get owned in fetal position, realized the mistake he had made | |
| Yelled out tortured leave me be, badly choking on his phlegm | |
| Begged in tears for deaf ears, serpents from the other side his body nowpossessed | |
| A broken human woke up in daze, first thing his eye caught | |
| On the floor a pile of ash, must' ve lit the board on fire | |
| Not sure of what had happened, it all felt weird and blurry | |
| He managed to stand, still in pain from last night' s ordeal | |
| Back flashes started to haunt his weak memory | |
| Grandma' s face covered in blood, limping steps took him there | |
| To her house door unlocked called her name silence would not break | |
| Up the stairs, met by a horrible death sight of what he' d done | |
| Old granny torn apart, down her throat he had rammed her heart | |
| Her eyes stared open wide and cold, what was all this meant for? | |
| The spirits of the board for years had tried to take her soul | |
| This was their vengeance, that' s why they sent him | |
| To execute her and be freed forever |