Captor Of Sin(Live) - Slayer
Harlots of hell
Spread your wings
As I penetrate your soul
Feel the fire shoot
Through your body
As I slip into your throne
Cast aside
Do as you will
I care not how you plead
Satan's child now
Stalks the earth
Born from my demon seed
Hot winds of hell
Burns in my wake
Death is what you pray
Behold captor of sin
Infernal slaves of manipulation
Captive of my vice
Abandon god the helpless one
To relieve you of your plight
Subversive action will not help
It will strengthen me
I see decline in your every move
Death your final plea
Hot winds of hell
Burns in my wake
Death is what you pray
Behold captor of sin
Your skin turns to leather
I ignite your timid blood
You feel my lethal touch
As I grasp your weary soul
I'll take you down into the fire
Harlots of hell
Spread your wings
As I penetrate your soul
Feel the fire shoot
Through your body
As I slip into your throne
Cast aside
Do as you will
I care not how you plead
Satan's child now
Stalks the earth
Born from my demon seed
Hot winds of hell
Burns in my wake
Death is what you pray
Behold captor of sin