Blinded by a bloody rage
They attack and chase the weaker prey
Greedy masters of the death
Hunting in the night to hide
And when the lambs are near
Asking just to end their agony
They proudly feel within
A dark power running through their veins
Servants of the Death
Black magicians
Servants of the Death
Demons in Disguise
Servants of the Death
Empty beings with no remorse
They have killed their souls long time ago
Greedy bastards, living dead
Parasites of the Astral world
And when the lambs are near
Asking just to end their agony
They proudly feel within
A dark power running through their veins
Servants of the Death
Black magicians
Servants of the Death
Demons in Disguise
Servants of the Death
Do you hear the voice outside?
Someone whispers in the night
Servants of the Death
Black magicians
Servants of the Death
Demons in Disguise
Servants of the Death