You think your soul is nice you've lived in paradise so now you take the stand you want to hold your masters hand you think your soul is free look up and you'll see me the pearly gates ablaze the angels bear the zombies gaze
heavens on fire and there ain't nothing you can do heavens on fire and when you die you'll go there too
the angel's life their death no there ain't nothing left the clowns of God despise but torment renders no disguise the skies a blazing tomb plenty sorrow plenty doom they hattle living sin the souls of God can't hate to win
if God is so almighty they why is he enslaved in heavens hell by satan the universe his slave satan rides the skies look up you'll see his eyes disguised as endless stars to keep an eye on endless wars do you believe in God he's chained up like a dog and every hour he screams satan rules supreme