the silent bell And the unborn child is old The seven gates of Hell Going through the gates of Hell! Oh, in Heavens Hell So many died in vein They never lived
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Come on turn it up! Madness Stalking the night Feeding fast on my prey Draining the life 'Til the dawn of the day Drinking and sucking The blood rushing
Venus sheds her skin of gold Sacrafice her life Washes out the demon sleep That hides between her eyes Walking, watching, wandering out Of soul she must
forever strong Church of fools demand this For the dead don't die for long At the dawn of darkness The keeper takes his keys Locking out the living For
Children gather round him Mystery surrounds him What terrible secret does he hide An ordinary man Doing what he can But what goes on inside his mind
Watch out - There's a cry from Atlantis Takes the wind by surprise Voices so demanding Thunder swarms the skies To the north of horizon Over mountains
By the shores of the ageing sea Fools scream out destiny They speak of vengeance and your gods Into the fire - out of the flame The beast awakes - thousands
Come hear the moon is calling The witching hour draws near Come hear the bell is tolling Mortals run in fear Prepare the altar now and hear the virgin
I preach the ways of Satan Answer to his calls I translate manuscripts On ancient Latin scrolls In my shrine, my avernus I see the gates of Hell Guarded
the demons lair Burning so fast You won't last Crazed in sweat and blasphemy But still we cannot hear Legions rise, fell their eyes You live in fear You
Warhead - hear the thunder roar warhead - unite the lightning whore Power burning - hell & man raging torment - take my hand frenzied motions - reach
Midnight Six sixty six Torment Beastial sex Mother Screaming in pain Father Rules hell's domain I don't want to be born I don't want it Leave me in
In the name of Satan We'll acheive our goal With the blessings of Hades We'll outlive our role Through the power of Hellfire We will gather our strength
I'm alive but dead, awake but asleep As friend gather round and mourners they weep My mind thinks of all the things I have done My body is cold but my
Black is the night, metal we fight Power amps set to explode Energy screams, magic and dreams Satan records the first note We chime the hell, chaos and