In the book of Gideon I have read
That the hoarde of evil is not dead
In this place where Satan is said to dwell,
He leads his legions through the depths of Hell
Beelzebub, the prince, is second in line
Astaroth, the duke, is drunk with wine
Lucifer, the prime minister, handles affairs
General Satanachia firmly stares
Dignitaries of Hell!
Dignitaries of Hell!
Dignitaries of Hell!
Dignitaries of Hell!
Hell!
The masters are the fire guide the way,
With their claws like giant birds of prey
Sometimes painted with the head of horns,
Dealing death to all of those who scorn!
Scorn!
Scorn!
Scorn!
Lieutent General Fluerty commands,
Brigadeir Sargantanas demands
All these fallen angels sin too well,
While being dignitaries of Hell
Dignitaries of Hell!
Dignitaries of Hell!
Dignitaries of Hell!
Dignitaries of Hell!
Hell!