You seal has not been broken    with 40% you're filled    I smell you from a distance    You are perfectly grilled    I see you turn before me    Your flesh is getting wet    Sixthousend watts of power    are exploding my head       Please get in line    You are my friends    My chosen ones    Four passengers       On the walhalla express    you'll guide me till I'm dead    On the walhalla express    my one way ticket to death       Spirits run in my blood    The ultimate enlightment    I rip the flesh from your bones    and shiver from excitement    I cum all over your face    Then take you from behind    Reign in Blood from Slayer    is blasting through my mind