Текст (слова) песни «Designed For Satan»

The servants of hell
Possessed by mad fury
We are doing demon's orders
Living in the lawless world
We are wasting our life day after day...
Bewitched thought of murder
That's the demand of death.
Satan commands to kill

Thinking of our action
Soon, you'll reach your end
Then leave the soul in his hand
Your choice is death
You won't lose I.