Sons of Satan In the dark depth of nightwith shivers down your spinerunning from the fearthat your soul will be mine In a tunnel of frighthear the footsteps behindpicking up the pacebut your soul will be mine I roarYou runYou screamI have fun I’ve come to reapwhatever Satan’s sownyour story ends nowyou’ve become the Devil’s own I roarYou runYou screamI have fun Now you’ve becomeOne of Satan’s Sonsyou can’t denythe Evil have more fun It’s up to you nowto hunt the weakthey’re easy to findby the pleasures they seek You roarThey runThey screamYou have fun