We march
We reign
We seek
We gain
We desire
Hellfire
We summon
Your demon
We take control
Of your soul
And we assure
There is no cure
Cover your ears
Run off and hide
You don't have a choice
When we decide
Time to breathe
While you still can
Before we leave
We'll finish our plan
We march aloud
We reign the land
We seek you out
We gain talent
We desire youth
Hellfire in mind
We summon the truth
Your demon shall find
Against control
Of your very soul
We are quite sure
There is no cure
We fire you up
We take you down
Believe and see
The final three