Priests of Sin

We're born from hell and powerful guitars
 The priests are here to preach the Satan's might
 Our words confuse your sweet and weak laws
 Because they are within your ming and body now
 We are obsessed to free you from your way
 Don't try to escape from our metal blade
 We chant with hate our lives of doom
 In the name of evil we spread our rules
 Are you listening what we tell you?
 You know what it's, believe in us
 Spread our name like the swing of the blade
 And in the church of sin you'll have a place
 We're priests of evil, we preach to free
 We fight for freedom and the power of steel
 We're priests of metal, we preach to kill
 We fight for Satan 'cause we're priests of sin
 A magic touch of blasting Rock & Roll is the feeling of three metal maniac souls
 From the evil lair we teach our rebel acts, so we expect you to join us to the top
 We break the God's fucking lies of love
 You will be free with our metal sound
 As Bon Scott used to think, hell ain't no bad place to be free
 Are you listening what we tell you?
 You know what it's, believe in us
 Spread our name like the swing of the blade
 And in the church of sin you'll have a place
 We're priests of evil, we preach to free
 We fight for freedom and the power of steel
 We're priests of metal, we preach to kill
 We fight for Satan 'cause we're priests of sin