Текст песни Клинически мертвые - Сатанисты

I'm obsessed with unknown power
Bound by the thought of death I was enraged
Cracks and tears apart
I am enslaved by underground power
Free me from adversity
I am infected already, open mouths of the gods of war
They threw on me the net of Satan, guilt
And I can’t get rid of the devil’s crown
Kinta card black don sitting ravens
In the attic of a diabolical house I stand at the throne of Lucifer
The meaning of life is lost lost and faith
Salvation exists only at the grave square
Where the white panther lives
Where evil hands die out at night
Lie on my shoulders
Church speeches sound in my ears
We look forward to meeting you