Make free from all thoughts your brain Your eyes are full of angry and hate Now you start to feel like a god You can do everything, everything is slag Feeling puls in your veins Not by blood, but by playing these strains It's incarnation of the force Its rock! Open your immured doors!
Hey Satan,you in my blood! Hey Satan,you in my heart! Hey Satan,you in my voice! Hey Satan,you are rock'n'roll force!
Old victories are in your minds Its a vicious circle of all these lines In a series of falls and rises The stage can tolerate only cool guys Feeling puls in your veins Not by blood, but by playing these strains It's incarnation of the force Its rock! Open your immured doors!