Chosen Few
Hail, covens this is it
A 1000 amps toll the end time
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 the 13th hour
The time has come
All the chosen time to put down your bongs
Take up a knife, end a life
Legalize 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, the chosen few
The chosen few, look up to the sky
The chosen few, waiting for the sign
The chosen few are still children of the grave
Satan's slaves
The chosen few, look up to the sky
The chosen few, waiting for the sign
The chosen few are still children of the grave
Satan's slaves
The chosen few, look up to the sky
The chosen few, waiting for the sign
The chosen few are still children of the grave
Satan's slaves
The chosen few, look up to the sky
The chosen few, waiting for the sign
The chosen few are still children of the grave
Satan's slaves
Satan's slaves
Satan's slaves
Satan's slaves