The Prayer

Hear deep growling down below!
Bloodred tombs are their home,
Greedy for human flesh,
Dark lord Satan they confess.

Demons, ghouls are their names,
Prepared for lord Satan's reign,
Armageddon, final battle will arrive,
Legions of darkness shall arise.

Take my soul, I will join!
Take my soul, I shall reign!

Take my soul, I won't hide!
Take my soul! "Your soul is mine!"

Willingless creatures, now side by side,
In nomine Satanas they'll take your life.
Sheep are not prepared for the outbreak
Of faceless aversions, which hack in the neck.

Millions go headless on their knees.
They don't fall, 'cause Satan holds the keys
To keep them erected, hidden from their maker,
So millions of headless bodies cry the prayer: