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Polterchrist

Lordi

Polterchrist

Just on the edge of 16
Inside her something obscene
Speaking in tongues that are unknown
Her body in contortions
Her face out of proportion
An evil swallowing her soul

The demon has a name
The prophesies proclaim
She'll bring strife to us
There's no way to win this, we must

Tie her up - Lock her in
She'll tempt us all into sin
She is possessed by Polterchrist
Must hide her and bind her
Temper the bad inside her
She will become the Polterchrist

Her power can not be tamed
Her keepers driven insane
The gates of hell about to break

The demon has a name
The prophesies proclaim
She'll bring strife to us
There's no way to win this, we must

Tie her up - Lock her in
She'll tempt us all into sin
She is possessed by Polterchrist
Must hide her and bind her
Temper the bad inside her
She will become the Polterchrist

Objects are elevating, circling in the air
The bed is levitating, now we should beware
She's rising, she's rising

Tie her up, lock her in
She'll tempt us all into sin
She is possessed by Polterchrist
Must hide her and bind her
Temper the bad inside her
She will become the Polterchrist

Polterchrist

Apenas en el borde de los 16
Dentro de ella algo obsceno
Hablando en lenguas desconocidas
Su cuerpo en contorsiones
Su rostro desproporcionado
Un mal que devora su alma

El demonio tiene un nombre
Las profecías proclaman
Traerá conflictos para nosotros
No hay forma de ganar esto, debemos

Atarla - Encerrarla
Ella nos tentará a todos al pecado
Está poseída por Polterchrist
Debemos esconderla y atarla
Templar lo malo dentro de ella
Ella se convertirá en la Polterchrist

Su poder no puede ser controlado
Sus guardianes vuelven locos
Las puertas del infierno a punto de romperse

El demonio tiene un nombre
Las profecías proclaman
Traerá conflictos para nosotros
No hay forma de ganar esto, debemos

Atarla - Encerrarla
Ella nos tentará a todos al pecado
Está poseída por Polterchrist
Debemos esconderla y atarla
Templar lo malo dentro de ella
Ella se convertirá en la Polterchrist

Objetos se elevan, girando en el aire
La cama se levanta, ahora debemos tener cuidado
Ella se eleva, ella se eleva

Atarla, encerrarla
Ella nos tentará a todos al pecado
Está poseída por Polterchrist
Debemos esconderla y atarla
Templar lo malo dentro de ella
Ella se convertirá en la Polterchrist

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