Through the ways of the underground
Our legions stand so proud
With blood on our hands
We spread our cult across the land
All dressed in black
Banging heads, breaking necks
In front of the stage
Spewing forth a bestial rage
Hear our unholy chants
Feel the everlasting hate
The flames burning inside
Dark feelings, so pure?
At war against Christ
We fight against the holy lies
Through hymns of brutality
Heresy and blasphemy!
The inverted cross, our mark
Out of the light, into the dark
Weak souls under our domain
Be prepared, you will die in pain!
Deathbangers, unite!
So our dreams become true
Posers and wimps, beware?
Your end in near!
Only the strongest survive
Long live the death cult
Long live the death cult
Like fiends in the night
We prowl with an immeasurable might
Raising high our flag
Spreading the cult like a plague
We are the hell on earth
Brave warriors since our birth
And until our last breath
We? Ll hail the metal of death!
Death metal rules supreme
The glory is ours!
Now hear our victory? S screams
Our cult is eternal?
This is what keeps ourselves alive
Long live the death cult
Long live the death cult
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