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