I, Satan, stand for war, I glory in war 
Man in battle, [bad word] with death, 
Man venting his wrath. 
I scorn the weak-willed victims of war 

Stand up, cast aside this façade 
Paint black the grey 
Throw off your cloak, strip bare, 
set free the creature within 
 [bad word] as you are – Unleash the Beast [bad word] forth in yourself - Release the fiend 
Behold [bad word] erodes Michael’s sword 
The monarch of form – I, Satan 

Put aside your litanies, Priest 
Satan does not retreat 
I breathe into this song and verse 
From my heart explodes a challenge to your god 
I scorn the weak-willed victims of life 

Burn the chaff of humanity 
Dance proud around the leaping flames 
O mind of man, now crowned with flame 
Shoot lightning, and matter arise; 
Satan has won 
 [bad word] as you are – Unleash the Beast [bad word] forth in yourself - Release the fiend 
Behold [bad word] erodes Michael’s sword 
The monarch of form – I, Satan