Ария На Службе Силы Зла

Your flag is raised up high,
Your life just passes by,
Move on!
You took all you desired,
And what was not acquired
Is gone.
You're like the rest around,
To foes, a foe you're found,
A friend to friends you know,
But only down below,
You can let your true self show.
Your bunker's underground,
Where all your deeds are done,
You're in service of the Evil one...

Knowing the end,
You trust your own might,
Believing this cup
Will pass in the night.
Precise as a blade,
As cruel as a blade,
This world in a flash
At your feet will be laid!

But then a sudden fail,
A loud and piercing wail
Of sirens rips the air.
Your fear, a genie vast,
From depths has risen fast,
You're captured in its snare.
You want so much to live,
You'd howl and you'd forgive,
And in five minutes' time,
Confess to every crime.
You're the target, in your prime,
Your evil deeds are done,
You're in service of the Evil one!

Just one single thought
Is stuck in your head:
The master of Evil
Can save you from dread.
Your body now shakes,
On the edge of the fall,
You're selling your soul,
You are giving your all...

Oh-oh-oh... the master starts to trade,
Oh-oh-oh... a soul as black as night,
Oh-oh-oh... the Devil turns away,
Who needs this wretched sight?! Ha-ha-ha...

Your flag is thrown down low,
The nights burn, days are slow,
Just see!
Snow, mud, a realm of dark,
A blow has crushed the world,
Just see!
There's just a swarm of rats,
For them, your death's a feast,
Your mind is turned to dust,
So blind and filled with lust.
On the earth, there is no one,
Your evil deeds are done,
You were in service of the Evil one.

In only one thing
You truly believed:
The master of Evil
Could grant you reprieve.
You thought with your soul
You could pay off the price,
But the path to nowhere
Is your only device...