With our land frozen and bare We celebrate this life And while the yule log burns We sing "Lucifer's The Light" Ole Saint Nick he was a patron Of children, beggars, and us whores Before any of it even started Satan won the war Satan won the war The war on Christmas Before it even started Satan won the war The war on Christmas We are the unrighteous Gnashing at the teeth The wind will whip right through ya While we thrive in Satan's heat Through all the shortest days And each of them longest nights Folk like us been runnin' feral Long before the birth of Christ Satan won the war The war on Christmas Before it even started Satan won the war The war on Christmas Satan won the war The war on Christmas Before it even started Satan won the war The war on Christmas