Satan's Fall
HANK SHERMANN, KIM BENDIX PETERSEN
They're walking by the night
The Moon has frozen blue
Long black coats a shelter for the rain
Their load must get through
Now bats are leaving their trees
They're joining the call
Seven Satanic Hell Preachers
Heading for the hall
Bringing a blood of a newborn child
Got to succeed, if not it's Satan's fall
Home...come home
Evil messengers with blood stained wings
Home...come home
Home...come home
Is it Satan's fall?
No it's Satan's call
Craniums high on stakes
It's Satan's epigraph
Something new can't erase...666
They call him the beast
Use your demon eyes, uncover the disguise
Time is out...
Yeah, I don't need your God
On the law of Satan
Pray and obey it forever
Oh the law of Satan