Mörb - Possessed by Satan | Текст песни

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My thoughts are overflowing of greatness
my world is full of destructive demons
my heart is a stone of calamities
my life is a hymn of terror

I land in an apocalyptic world
I persecutes the psychotics
I control scientists and septics
who hiding my presence to the mass

I am Satan, the fallen angel who tortures sinners
I am your woe, your tears and your ardor
I am Satan, the fallen angel who dreams
to the glory of evil in a heritage empire

Satan, Satan
the beautiful, the great
Satan, Satan
the master of vice
Satan, Satan
the beautiful, the great
Satan, Satan
the genius of whim

I grow hell
with the flesh of sinners
and I aspire their wretched souls
they nourish my bestiality

I will make these morbid works
until the world capsize
and my huge empire
moved there with evil

I am Satan, the fallen angel who tortures sinners
I am your woe, your tears and your ardor
I am Satan, the fallen angel who dreams
to the glory of evil in a heritage empire

Satan, Satan
the beautiful, the great
Satan, Satan
the master of vice
Satan, Satan
the beautiful, the great
Satan, Satan
the genius of whim

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