Death Power - Satan's Litanies

You the most demoniac of Angels
And cruelest of Demons
The Prince of Exil and Hell
The father of illegitimate Sons

Beaten, Betrayed by Fate
Always you rise up again stronger
You subsist on peoples Hate
And the Love of your apostles Anger

Glory and Praises, Satans Litanies

Habitual Healer of mans Agonies
You are the Hangeds Confessor
You are answerable for my long Miseries
On Lifes scaffold you are the Tormentor

Much good may it to do
Under the flames of Hell
Where die unfortunate few
Gathering Souls under the Passing Bell

Glory and Praises, Satans Litanies

Glory and Praises to you in the Heights
Of Heaven, Where you Reigned
And in the Depths of Hell, Where Straight
You are dreaming silently in Pain
May you protect my Tortured Soul
Under the tree of Mystical Visions
Near you they rest for ever
But others are ready for Mission