The stray sheep do a brand of a Satan Admire belief in chaos of a sadism Are ready to shed blood and sell soul To profane the creator for the good of lie
You think your king - you signs You hope your founder - you will forgive You are assured that your temptation - is justified You use, and you are simply blind Black belief
They are ready to drown churches in fire To turn crosses and to worship to idols They suit orgies, justifying belief Choke in blood of animals and people You think your king - you signs You hope your founder - you will forgive You are assured that your temptation - is justified You use, and you are simply blind Black belief