Besedila:
Ancient Satan S Children

Satan's children looks like a goat Satan's child fly like a dove Satan's children run thru the woods Satan's child all around me Satan's children looks

of the age Now every age has heard it, the voice that speaks from Hell "Sacrifice your children and for you it will be well" The subtle serpent's lying

and night takes on its role Satan's cloak shrouds the land and his children spill their fold No golden cross of heaven Or ancient key of kings Could save

Satan I ride the bloodstained goat I let the brewage float I have seen the reaper's face and walked through eternal haze kissed my master's hand I have seen the children

forked tongues along the lip Of fate's pudenda The twisted snake's agenda Now the world would bend To her deadly legacy Life's graveyard was waiting

of death Slowly blackening the sky I read the book of spell I chimed death's ancient bell and when I die I have a place reserved in hell In conspiracy with Satan

time, confess! Ye are all possessed Women, children, allies : come for he is there Come for he is there! The master's there! Come for he is there! Satan's

and night takes on its role Satan's cloak shrouds the land and his children spill their fold No golden cross of heaven Or ancient key of kings Could save

of death Slowly blackening the sky I read the book of spell I chimed death's ancient bell and when I die I have a place reserved in hell In conspiracy with Satan