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On The Wings Of Satan

The mass is over the night is done

Time to reap our rewards

The stench is sweet the burning lust

Brought forth by our Lord

Heat is rising souls are dying

By Lucifer's sword

Ride to hell your Lord has fell

Ride to Hell... on the wings of Satan

Now I am free from mortal chains

Forever living in sin

Taking chances with destiny

The only way you'll win

Mayhem, torture, darkness and pain

Let the Holocaust begin