Sons of Satan

In the dark depth of night

with shivers down your spine

running from the fear

that your soul will be mine

 

In a tunnel of fright

hear the footsteps behind

picking up the pace

but your soul will be mine

 

I roar

You run

You scream

I have fun

 

I’ve come to reap

whatever Satan’s sown

your story ends now

you’ve become the Devil’s own

 

I roar

You run

You scream

I have fun

 

Now you’ve become

One of Satan’s Sons

you can’t deny

the Evil have more fun

 

It’s up to you now

to hunt the weak

they’re easy to find

by the pleasures they seek

 

You roar

They run

They scream

You have fun