Lyrics:
When Jews return to Zion and fire burn the skies,
(Then) satanic majesty rises
And both you and I must die!
From the eternal sea he rises
Satanic rites
Show no mercy kill them all
Standing at our doors
They try to turn our minds
jehovah people they will burn
Lies after lies they try
themselves
Building up pressure that has to be released
Christians kill but the church is not blamed in the
Least satanic scapegoats blamed for evil
srupules no more,
it burns like fire, this satanic desire. This satanic desire.
And I can not stop, I need more and more. I spread your blod, I spread your
I work in dark factories, a cog in the big wheel
Driving gray satanic mills and weaving sad stories
And faceless masters, oh, they pay me plenty
with a pistol
With pistols. Feel that the verbal 'll
Serve you. Heard my words
Are satanic and wishful
Then see you all get pissed off
My generals need
cuz I'ma slam it
You talkin' all this out out your mouth, you satanic
Roam the planet, always takin' bullshit for granted
Just a cool type of cat but
babies, don't you panic
By the light of the night it'll all seem alright
I'll get you a satanic mechanic
I'm just a sweet transvestite
From Sensational,
the devil's tricks an how to run this shit
I had a fall out with satan, and called his son a bitch
Repeating satanic verses but I changed the words now you
be my devil, she might be my goddess
It could be satanic, it might be platonic
I tip my hat to her, she rather dollars
I drop a bag for her, she'd
a thousand cities with our hands
Your dark satanic mills
Have made redundant all our mining skills
You can't exchange a six inch band
For all the poisoned
(something something)
Lyrically so committed I should be
Literally committed to a mental institution
Chasing satanic illusions
Survived my step-fathers abuses
A matter of love
When mother earth is calling
For a father up above
Kaisarion
Put on the smiles
And throw your holy rocks
Right at her, for her satanic
May she wake in torment
Never to find
Any kind of comfort
In death
May her lies satanic
That corrupt even now
Bring her back to confront
Me
May she wake in torment
Never to find
Any kind of comfort
In death
May her lies satanic
That corrupt even now
Bring her back to confront
Me
is in their palm
There's a grenade
There's a grenade
A grenade
At best I feel difficult, poor and you pitiful
Then everyday's like a satanic
the terrified masses
Leaving in its torturous wake nothing but vicious, cannibalistic
Mutated, radiating, and horribly disfigured hordes of satanic killers
Come listen to a tale of a tragic sacrifice
Of a warlock king of satanic ancestry
Being possessed by the worst of all human emotions
Burned
sell better than the coke did
Like a satanic cult
It's an old ritual slaughtering GOATS, bitch (GOATS, bitch, yeah)
You're fucking with
Yeah (We got LondonOnDaTrack)
This is all God's doing man you can't plan it
But if the devil's in the details then I'm satanic
'Bout to take
Death to the ladies first, then the gentlemen
All sorts of tax-free face-lift-abortion-nervous-break-dance
Satanic girls gone wild
Truly fuckin'
Death to the ladies first,
Then the gentlemen,
All sorts of tax-free-face-lifts-abortions-nervous-break-dance,
Satanic girls gone wild, truly
And did the countenance divine
Shine forth upon our clouded hills?
And was Jerusalem built here
Among those dark Satanic mills?
Bring me my bow
so intriguing, all this fuckin' satanic shit goin' on
Playin' with symbols and signs
Devil worshippin' people talk
Like they prayin' to Lucifer, but
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