Decaying graveyard in the dead of night Black magic ritual under the full moon's light Chanting of unholy rites The priestess dances in delight The powers light and good take flight ... as the demon prince draws near
Great horns cast their shadow, everything turns black The dark lord, Satan, Master, the Prince of hell is here Naked upon the altar the virgin screams in fear Endless pain and torment begins In blood soaked flesh he plants the demon seed
We are the devil's soldiers Branded with the mark of the beast The black, the black , the black The black Blood of Satan Flows through our veins
Desecrated corpse into the sodden earth interred The tomb, womb, incubator of unholy flesh Entombed in the soil and feeding on decay In the darkness they form In a world of pain beyond the nurturing light
We are the devil's soldiers Branded with the mark of the beast The black, the black , the black The black Blood of Satan Flows through our veins
The Black Blood of Satan Black Seed of the Beast The Black Blood of Satan We are the sons of Hell
Bursting out of hell to do our masters work To crush, to kill, to destroy the son of god Ignite the holy churches with our eternal flame And cast the self righteous down Swift is Satan's sword of vengeance
We are the devil's soldiers Branded with the mark of the beast The black, the black , the black The black Blood of Satan Flows through our veins
We are Hell's Infernal Legions To Satan we pledge our lives The black, the black , the black The black Blood of Satan We are the spawn of.. Hell-fireTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
