The scenth of Zenith clogs the midnight air you
look around to see yourself and stare hot knives
you know you're not alone the thunder burst your
mind and cracks your bones
This is our hell and that's the way we live your
eyes tranfixed by a deadly riff there ain't no
door way to Satan's mind he takes your soul and
leaves your shells behind
The sings of man dictate eternity we are the sons
of Satan-we the three the final gift of hades is
Satan band and now the future lis in his beloved hands
look around to see yourself and stare hot knives
you know you're not alone the thunder burst your
mind and cracks your bones
This is our hell and that's the way we live your
eyes tranfixed by a deadly riff there ain't no
door way to Satan's mind he takes your soul and
leaves your shells behind
The sings of man dictate eternity we are the sons
of Satan-we the three the final gift of hades is
Satan band and now the future lis in his beloved hands