Tentacles of the Octagon - Impaled Nazarene

The road to the Octagon is paved with corpses

Nobody escapes the wrath of the Octagon

Eight sharp blades penetrate your brain

Eight tentacles suck out the brain juice

Eight silver strings cut you into pieces

Return to the kingdom that is the Octagon

Infernal — majestic

Perverse — corrupt

Eight deadly strikes of lightning

Eight burned and raped goat offerings

Eight fangs sucking blood out of every hole

Return to the kingdom that is the Octagon

Infernal — majestic

Perverse — corrupt

In the name of suffering

Bow down to the Octagon

In the name of His majesty

Bow down to the Octagon

In the name of the Octagon

We hail His majesty

Under the sign of the Octagon

We hail His majesty