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Every day that passes the struggle is growing

The Pentagram turning into a shaming hexagram

Jehovah's rules not apply on me

To the 11 rules of Satan I obey

 Lucifer's black flame warms me

In the shadow of the horns my rage is growing

You will be conquered by the Satanist

He the one who will defeat you the inferior enemy

 You will turn the crosses,

Burn the temples

Burn the bible

And you all chant the Satanic Mass

 Your beliefs will be ripped apart

And chewed by the mouth full of horns

The blood on the sand will make sense

The ritual; has began!

Don’t pray for your god

Do not do something for his name

Do not live for him

Blaspheme Jehovah

Sacrifice his name on the altar of Satan