...a Chosen Few
Jus Oborn, Electric Wizard
Hail covens, this is it
A thousand amps toll the end time riff
The sky a coffin lid
All condemned beneath its shadow
The chosen few, the chosen knew
Spelled out in the stars his prophecy
Raise your fists; now you exist
The bell of doom strikes 13th hour
The time has come
All the chosen, time to put down your bongs
Take up a knife; end all life
Legalise drugs and murder
Satanas luciferus we pledge these souls to you
Now satan's slaves, your lives weren't saved
Die now in the shadow of the pentagram
The chosen few, look up in the sky
The chosen few, waiting for the sign
The chosen few, still children of the grave
Satan's slaves