Azaghal Teen Paholaisen Tyota
I Do The Devil´s Work
Self-betrayal bound between covers
For the blind to lead the stupid
Into and empty paradise
Where he hunger can never be satisfied
Spit your words into the filth
To the fiery lake of hell
Into its freezing flames
Let your mercy fall upon
The seed of disease deep inside the soul
Immoral moralists
Philosophy of life written in books
Lies turned into truth
Bread to stone
Wine to blood
Words to filth
Spirit to sword
I have conquered death
Stepped beyond the tides of time
The fire of my will burns strong
Black blood runs cold in my veins
I do the devil´s work
Black Metal is my weapon
I do the devil´s work
My mind is my sword
Thousands of eyes watch
Thousands of ears listen
He has spies everywhere
Snakes, rats and ravens observe