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Decaying graveyard in the dead of night

Black magic ritual under the full moon's light

Chanting of unholy rites

The priestess dances in delight

The powers light and good take flight

...as the demon prince draws near

Great horns cast their shadow,

everything turns black

The dark lord, Satan, Master,

the Prince of hell is here

Naken upon the altar the virgin screams in fear

Endless pain and torment begins

In blood soaked flesh he plants the demon seed

We are the devil's soldiers

Branded with the mark of the beast

The black, the black, the black

The black Blood of Satan

Flows through our veins

Desecrated corpse into the sodden earth interred

The tomb, womb, incubator of unholy flesh

Entombed in the soil and feeding on decay

In the darkness they form

In a world of pain beyond the nurturing light

We are the devil's soldiers

Branded with the mark of the beast

The black, the black, the black

The black Blood of Satan

Flows through our veins

Black... Blood... Black... Blood...

Black... Blood... Black... Blood...

The Black Blood of Satan

Black Seed of the Beast

The black Blood of Satan

We are the sons of Hell

Bursting out of hell to do our masters work

To crush, to kill, to destroy the son of god

Ignite the holy churches with our eternal flame

And cast the self righteous down

Swift is Satan's sword of vengeance

We are the devil's soldiers

Branded with the mark of the beast

The black, the black, the black

The black Blood of Satan

Flows through our veins

We are Hell's Infernal Legions

To Satan we pledge our lives

The black, the black, the black

The black Blood of Satan

We are the spawn of...

Hell-fire