Devil Seed - Candlemass

100 devils, follow me 'round

From the craters of chaos to the promised land

Thick black choirs, voices to guide me

Demon heralds sitting beside me

A little seed planted eats through your soul

You’re not worthy when you’re afraid and alone

Without warning it stars to grow

Spreading sickness inside your bones

I am freezing, and I shake

How much more of this shit can I take

Yes I’m crazy, with flies in my mind

Hellish dreams, espace I must find

The devil’s round the bend

Churns me down with fire

And I kill a friend

Sorrow, devastation

My glasshouse cracks in two

Panic, desperation

I die for you

Devil seed

The evil seed is growing

The cancer stream is flowing

The evil heart is granted

Satan’s will is planted

Still around facing the hopeless

Too much pain, and no way out

Once again doing the pointless

All these voices continue to shout