Disinter - Twisted Soul lyrics

Death himself comes walking through the street

Flesh enslaved, walking dead alive

Collects our souls with voodoo magick black

Invades our dreams, no one hears the screams

Possessed, each night I await his arrival

Possession comes, through my skin he takes my soul

With the night, eternally I walk

Dead not yet, I'm lost without a soul

Dreams, each night he appears

Screams are what he needs to hear

Possessed, each night I await their arrival

Possession comes, through my skin he takes my

Twisted, Tortured soul

Twisted, Tortured soul

The battle is fought within my mind

Possession now my body dies, tortured soul

Twisted, Tortured soul

Buried but my mind still alive

My soul, evil spirits now controls

Remember that whatever happens

Death is not the end for your

TWISTED, TORTURED!