| Song | Spiritual Deception |
| Artist | Spawn of Possession |
| Album | Incurso |
| Years have passed since that night | |
| Still the scars are fresh and alive for those involved | |
| A mother deep underground | |
| A father to a cell forever bound, the child nowhere to be found | |
| Spiritual deception once showed its face, an evil passed on through its blood | |
| A wicked grim incentive that cloudy day when horror stepped through their door | |
| Journeyed to the east far and long ago | |
| Once a feeble child but now has grown, still black in his soul | |
| His uncle, the poor man worked hard yet unsuccessful | |
| To feed his father’s leverage | |
| Spiritual deception once showed its face, an evil passed on through its blood | |
| A wicked grim incentive that cloudy day when horror stepped through their door | |
| Meanwhile, aging in a bedlam, innocent still took the blame | |
| He was sane when he entered but those walls drove him mad | |
| Conjuring up a grave revenge | |
| Kept his diary closest when he finally broke out | |
| Time for them to alas reunite | |
| Compelled to place his vengeance upon the bastard progeny, his only creed | |
| As he arrived to the house old | |
| Damfee waiting outside | |
| Gnawed and faint, leaning on his frayed cane | |
| Damfee“Why did you come here?” | |
| Father“Bring him before me, he must die | |
| I shall have his head, you cannot deny me that” | |
| The old man grinned and whispered“ | |
| Things are not all what they seem, | |
| I once brought forth a demon | |
| That had its way with your wife one night, her uterus defiled | |
| Raped by the demon, befouled all heaven’s light | |
| Please close your eyes and come inside my home” | |
| He then followed | |
| Uncle Damfee, when he looked there was a rancid setting | |
| Everything was just appallingly dirty, in front of him stood the lost child | |
| In frustration he attacked the androgynous child of evil | |
| In the background there stood | |
| Damfee chuckling at the whole damned spectacle | |
| All turned black ‘til he later woke up | |
| In his cell with the padded walls that he once left, was it a dream? | |
| Ripped out was a diary page | |
| On it written all that happened in that godless phase, in someone else’shand-writing | |
| Spiritual deception once showed its face, an evil passed on through its blood | |
| A wicked grim incentive that cloudy day when horror stepped through their door |
| Years have passed since that night | |
| Still the scars are fresh and alive for those involved | |
| A mother deep underground | |
| A father to a cell forever bound, the child nowhere to be found | |
| Spiritual deception once showed its face, an evil passed on through its blood | |
| A wicked grim incentive that cloudy day when horror stepped through their door | |
| Journeyed to the east far and long ago | |
| Once a feeble child but now has grown, still black in his soul | |
| His uncle, the poor man worked hard yet unsuccessful | |
| To feed his father' s leverage | |
| Spiritual deception once showed its face, an evil passed on through its blood | |
| A wicked grim incentive that cloudy day when horror stepped through their door | |
| Meanwhile, aging in a bedlam, innocent still took the blame | |
| He was sane when he entered but those walls drove him mad | |
| Conjuring up a grave revenge | |
| Kept his diary closest when he finally broke out | |
| Time for them to alas reunite | |
| Compelled to place his vengeance upon the bastard progeny, his only creed | |
| As he arrived to the house old | |
| Damfee waiting outside | |
| Gnawed and faint, leaning on his frayed cane | |
| Damfee" Why did you come here?" | |
| Father" Bring him before me, he must die | |
| I shall have his head, you cannot deny me that" | |
| The old man grinned and whispered" | |
| Things are not all what they seem, | |
| I once brought forth a demon | |
| That had its way with your wife one night, her uterus defiled | |
| Raped by the demon, befouled all heaven' s light | |
| Please close your eyes and come inside my home" | |
| He then followed | |
| Uncle Damfee, when he looked there was a rancid setting | |
| Everything was just appallingly dirty, in front of him stood the lost child | |
| In frustration he attacked the androgynous child of evil | |
| In the background there stood | |
| Damfee chuckling at the whole damned spectacle | |
| All turned black ' til he later woke up | |
| In his cell with the padded walls that he once left, was it a dream? | |
| Ripped out was a diary page | |
| On it written all that happened in that godless phase, in someone else' shandwriting | |
| Spiritual deception once showed its face, an evil passed on through its blood | |
| A wicked grim incentive that cloudy day when horror stepped through their door |