[From "Tribute To POSSESSED: Seven Gates Of Horror"] Ripping tearing slashing the axe The blood starts to flow the axe of pain Running for safety eyes start to bleed Red is the sight of evil pain Swing of the axe the curse is on you Returning to take you away Swing of the axe your evil deeds Friend of Satan he will succeed You had your choice You chose your ways You took the devil he's wrong Your mind is mistaken Your soul has been taken Your brain's been twisted and lost I can see The river of flames Where you'll be cast and thrown Heavens of fire At Satan's desire Hell is now your home Sin after sin Your brains are crushed in This is the way that you want Wrong from the start You weren't so smart Making the choice that will haunt