damned to fight The whore of Babylon is here The end of the storm is near Pure evil Feel the pain from the jackals wrath Pure evil Dance in flames for
of Babylon is here The end of the storm is near [Chorus:] Pure evil Feel the pain from the jackals wrath Pure evil Dance in flames for the final quest
full moon sacrifice We are joining with the sign of drums of war Freezing moon opens the gates of paradise Our swords are raised up to the skies Pure evil
fullmoon sacrifice We are joining with the sign of drums of war Freezing moon opens the gates of paradise Our swords are raised up to the skies Pure evil
Beware of parents awake A pilgrimage of pimpled hordes To worship satan in the woods Poor evil - Tormented by a hydrocephalus And paranoid haemorrhoids Poor evil
whore of Babylon is here The end of the storm is near [Chorus:] Pure evil Feel the pain from the jackals wrath Pure evil Dance in flames for the final
the damned to fight The whore of Babylon is here The end of the storm is near Pure evil Feel the pain from the jackals wrath Pure evil Dance in flames
what the fuck have you crackers been dealing to these seeds they're only children callow lies fill empty heads to cripple thinking past the peg i wont
These policies of lies, Have brought us here tonight. Dissatisfaction pulls you under. So say all of your prayers or whatever gets you there. If we go
: what the fuck have you crackers been dealing to these seeds they're only children callow lies fill empty heads to cripple thinking past the peg i wont
fame,Ice capital T Evil E's his name If you can't see who's rockin' you must be blind You better clean your gazelles with some 409!!! Go Ice get busy (x2) Go Evil
Yo,it's time for me to pump the volume No problem,the record's revolvin' Evil's the mixer,I'm the rap trixister Paparazzi on the bum rush for pictures
to my face, duck My style don't ramble, you shouldn't gamble With your grill, I got a fist like an anvil I write a record, lock it on the topic Evil
sends His pure sweet love A sign from above On the wings of a dove On the wings of a snow-white dove He sends His pure sweet love A sign from above