Play backwards, hear why it's sung here, oppositioner
On track, all arriving, they all sing and they are one
Shall I loath you now, parishioner? Oh, hear, here, Christian within me
All my life will end for him, all my life will end for
All my life will end, all my life will, all my life, all my life
All my life, all my, oh, oh
We're all out of signs. I know I'm sort of shocked
We're all out of signs. I know I'm sort of shocked
To hear the Lord my God now will save me
I know I'm sort of shocked
To hear the Lord my God now will save me
We're all out of sight. To hear the Lord my God now will save me
We're all out of sight because I live with Satan. Oh, let me be saved
Because I live with Satan. Oh, let me be saved
I know I am sort of shocked. I know I am sort of shocked
One wished today that you'll pray, the three who'll make it here late
Pray now, and you'll see
The Lord turned me on, but I was a shaggy fool
Here's to my sweet Satan, the one whose little path would make me sad
Lost at a height
So here's to my sweet Satan, the one whose little path would make me
He'll make me
They'll give those with him 666, all the evil who's been loathing me
Will suffer sadly
Family won't get loose, they're offered me
I see all now
I see ruin
I see you all now
I see you now
I see ruins, said he
The world they offered me
A wish I once fought
Say you'll save me
Always serves the worker
If we lose them all
Always will be as we know now
Always will be as we know now
Always
I'll be your sweet, no no
Always will be as we know
Always will be as we know
Always will be as we know
And no winds can bend the rules
The rules can do
And no winds can bend the rose
And no wimps can do
May the hunter set them
Up next to the shore
Cause they see all from there
See, here is the news
The walls will break
No smile I know
Wait forever
Someday feared we'll lose one line up
The winds can do
And no wimps can do
And no wimps can do
He'll say the Lord's Thoth have all our loss
Night must be superb, masses ended
Over there, he who should learn me
Any moot that serves by night's sworn music
I wish it would slowly show
All for my mass sake, hear why it's sung
Here oppositioner, oh
He who should show
May make his show worthy
To look for us all sickly
There's one chance, take his show
Hold thy head
Hear why it's sung here oppositioner
Who? Who? Who? Who? Who? Who? Who? Who?
Who owns this earth built below
Oh sweet Israel
So here's to my sweet Satan
The other's little path
Would make me sad
Whose power is Satan
He'll give those with him
Six, six, six, sick
And all the evil fools
Bending rules
I suffer sadly