Come on!
Hail to the cheif, lift up your arms.
Satan will guide us trough, trough the misty fog.
Yeah!
Come on!
I hold my sword high, I slit my enemies wrist,
I'll cut your fucking head off and fuck your brains.
And when the fog has risen, I stand on the bloody battlefield
I held my enemies head, and kick it like football.
Satans empire arriving, I stand up above the sky
then down, down below, waiting for me
Come on!
I walk on the desolate land, a soil so barren and cold
Floating above the sky, my enemies ghosts so high
I hold my sword high and lick the blood from it now
Yeah I killed them all so why should I care about you?
Come on!
Satans Empire Arriving at Desolate Earth
Satans Empire Arriving at Desolate Earth
Satans Empire Arriving at Desolate Earth
Satans Empire Arriving at Desolate Earth
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