Horns in My Pathway (Glorior Belli)

I'm on my way to the Devil He grabs a handful of my hair And awakens the divine flame That secretly runs through my veins The fiend, his deal filled with splendors, with giant fists beats me the harder. And I, the dark soul always answer "Such is the will of my master" Light up your horns, sharpen your senses Transcend the binding laws of the cosmic plan The true delight that lasts forever Happens when you get rid of the demiurge Forge the weapons of liberation Overpass the limits of the cosmic frame The only laugh that lasts forever Follows the destruction of the demiurge I'm on my way to the Devil Hundreds shall come to pay respects To the great lord, as he expects For we feel so deadly obsessed The fiend, his deal filled with splendors, with giant fists beats us the harder. And we, the dark souls always answer "Such is the will of our master" For what can awaken the beast so soon, Whose sleep has been taken beneath the cold moon As the spells which winds of witchery may cast The rythmical number 666 will exhort him to rise!