Centurian - Hell At Last lyrics

The second Death becomes me

as I stand in front of god

I swear out loud I Hate him, Kill him

and that he will rot

I must burn in Hell, suffer

and pay for my sins

but god's the one who is loosing

Satan always wins

Hell at last

I'm dying fast

Through the gates

into the regions of Hell

Eager to meet the angel

who fell

Faul, nasty god

It's not heaven I wish to go

I'd rather die forever

I'm of Satan's bloodline

I will make your angels Kill for me

I, profider of Death

I, ensnarer of life

I will mark the angels as mine

So plaque me with those pathetic angels

highest in degree

I will make them kill for me

I will mark them as mine