Walking down, throwing back, it's hard to me
To see things as simple as i've seen (them) before
To try to see the things from another prism
When everything, around becomes, fog to me

Soon verify, that everythings, in you believe
It's a lie, that they have, fed and fattened
Only you can count on your secret feelings
It's the only way to make you feel alive and well

Satanic feelings

Feel the wind in your hair
Feel the power in your hands
Feel the blood running scared
Side by side

Destroy yourself, to see the beginning of the end
A taste of rages, wrath and war, in your soul
Infinite power to yourself, it cannot fall
You can spit, in god's face, that's for all!

Satanic feelings

Feel the wind in your hair
Feel the power in your hands
Feel the blood running scared
Side by side

Satanic feelings

Feel the wind in your hair
Feel the power in your hands
Feel the blood running scared
Side by side

Feel the hatred in your eyes
Feel the hate on your side
See the tears flowing through
In their faces