Make free from all thoughts your brain
Your eyes are full of angry and hate
Now you start to feel like a god
You can do everything, everything is slag
Feeling puls in your veins 
Not by blood, but by playing these strains
It's incarnation of the force
Its rock! Open your immured doors!

Hey Satan,you in my blood!
Hey Satan,you in my heart!
Hey Satan,you in my voice!
Hey Satan,you are rock'n'roll force!

Old victories are in your minds
Its a vicious circle of all these lines
In a series of falls and rises
The stage can tolerate only cool guys
Feeling puls in your veins 
Not by blood, but by playing these strains
It's incarnation of the force
Its rock! Open your immured doors!