كلمات Satans Empire Arriving at Desolate Earth

Come on! Hail to the cheif, lift up your arms. Satan will guide us trough, trough the misty fog. Yeah! Come on! I hold my sword high, I slit my enemies wrist, I'll cut your fucking head off and fuck your brains. And when the fog has risen, I stand on the bloody battlefield I held my enemies head, and kick it like football. Satans empire arriving, I stand up above the sky then down, down below, waiting for me Come on! I walk on the desolate land, a soil so barren and cold Floating above the sky, my enemies ghosts so high I hold my sword high and lick the blood from it now Yeah I killed them all so why should I care about you? Come on! Satans Empire Arriving at Desolate Earth Satans Empire Arriving at Desolate Earth Satans Empire Arriving at Desolate Earth Satans Empire Arriving at Desolate Earth