No regrets for stabbing you in the back
Nordic winds rise and we attack
Full moon mystics, eternal black
Setting fire to your Sunday mass

I'm down for the count
cuz weakness is for Jesus

Grischnack, Lord of Goat Perversion Masterminded
I curse him. Bars of steel can't hold back
the Satanic surgeon corpse, painted nightstalker

I'm down for the count
cuz weakness is for Jesus

Satan's son killing Christ
in your name 'til the Satanic war is won