Free at last,
Satanists out of cosmic jail
Hammering drums,
Echoes of our past break the spell
Immured by the demiurge
Hammering drums...
That originate from the void

Satanists out of cosmic jail
Loaded with madness
That fuels our burning souls
Satanists out of cosmic jail
Once again shall all our evil wrath unroll

Yet chase us as villains cherish
The sight of the cosmic blemish
We spirits, swirl, we are awake
To the sound of the chains that break