Chained to the Pentagram Songtext
von Hellslaught

In the filthbooks
Of good and evil
Rejoice of fools
So sure of their trenches
The adversary
Is of the doctrine
Against god
Means no compromise

Avoid every herd
Fuck every trend
Hordes of evil
I gaze in boredom
No gods
No masters
True Strength
Needs no metaphor


Obsessed by hell
Obsessed by evil
Obsessed by satan
Obsessed by hell
Obsessed by evil
Obsessed by satan
Chained to the pentagram

Obsessed by hell
Obsessed by evil
Obsessed by satan
Obsessed by hell
Obsessed by evil
Obsessed by satan
Chained to the pentagram

You argue over champions
I destroy the arena
And how will you dismantle
The golden walls
With the language of priests
On your tongue?

Obsessed by hell
Obsessed by evil
Obsessed by satan
Chained to the pentagram