Fear not the world’s newest Satanist
They’re just musicians tryin’ to rebel
Heavy metals sink down to Earthcore
But they love their mums as well
They’re only triggering evangelists
With all that stolen money and power
Cos they don’t seek, to bless the meek
But hoard Earth’s riches, from their control tower
Don’t send your cash to help God’s soldiers
Instead, sing our unholy tune
Cos it’s god-squad, not the odd-bods
Who pray the end will come, to you, quite soon
But love not the Earth, for the Earth shall pass
And the Sun, will shine no more
You’ll need some darkness, to see the light
You’ll need a promise of peace, to fight a war
Onward, Satan’s soldiers
Standing on the shoulders
Of giants who once told us
To escape to heavenly boulders
To exile… in style!
Left, left, I had a good home, and I left —
The light
Left, left, I had a good home, and I left —
To fight