Paroles de Beelzebub

It stands there, alone majestic, cold Holds the glory of the past, the blook of ancients It saw the break of evil, the triumph of fire Ruled the seven seas, conquered the weak minds My lost throne, my throne... I'm back to strike harder than ever And I shall stand to make you suffer I'll slaughter again and again In the name of evil, darkness shall remain I, Beelzebub reclaim my throne The lurker of the night, the hand of Satan I, the sword of death, the face of evil I, the unholy one, the infernal blasphemy With my Art I toxic your truth I destroy your faith I infiltrate your holy books I'm the clenched fist in God's face