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Raging fire, burning wild,

inside of me.

Gospel of Satan

is the only sound I need.

Baphomet is rising from the nuclear core.

I hear the song of Satan,

It's possessing me.

I bow to the Devil

as he crushes the cross.

In his power, in his wisdom,

and might we trust.

All over the desolate land

cremation reeks.

All over the world we plant

destruction's seeds

Sorceress of Satan

will grant all our sexual needs.

Wild desires start

when she is on her knees.