Guided by the voice of silence,  I seek the chosen ones  To fullfill the wishes  Of the master beneath  Their souls are mine to keep  Sold for hopes and dreams  Signing with their own blood  I rule their destiny    I offer immortality    I offer power and-  Influence on whatever their simple  And primitive minds is able to come  Up with of  Stupid wishes and pathetic human  Materialistic requests    As Satan's army increases,  Endless lines of lost souls ,  Is waiting to march out of hell    As the mighty demon hordes  Spread their wings  And rise to the sky  The seven gates of hell opens wide    Sell your soul  To an evil cause