Midnight - ...on the Wings of Satan текст песни

The mass is over the night is done
Time to reap our rewards
The stench is sweet the burning lust
Brought forth by our Lord
Heat is rising souls are dying
By Lucifer’s sword
Ride to hell your Lord has fell
Ride to Hell… on the wings of Satan
Now I am free from mortal chains
Forever living in sin
Taking chances with destiny
The only way you’ll win
Mayhem, torture, darkness and pain
Let the Holocaust begin