We are the sword of hatred In the hands of great demon
We are the sons of darkness Giving honor to the devil
We are the blade in the heart of Jesus hanging on the cross
We are the thorn an the head To make the pain harder
We are the evil We are making own world We are the blasphemer Covered by cloth of disdain
We go by our ways After own rules Closed in own circle We are making own world Don't care about strange ideals Unimportant strange cult Closed in own circle Covered by cloth of disdain