Satan - Running Wild

Night is on the city, street lights are burning bright

Pest and sulphur in the air, claiming end of life

Out of dark valleys and rocks comes the Master of Night

Praying his sacred laws, no chance for evil to hide

He comes with rage and thunder to break, destroys the idols and gods

Never gives, your soul he takes, just show 'em the way to hell

Satan!

Six sixty six is his number, he takes the crown of earth

His sign is the circle of the beast, destroying only the worst

Torture and pain to the badness, liberty and peace to the good

Badness is going into madness

They wait in vain for his grace

Judgement day is here, the punishment for your deeds

We’re all the sons of Satan, your soul will hell-fire feed

Nazis, moralists and conservatives are the death of the human race

Cheating for wealth, raising the badness

They wait in vain for his grace