You think your soul is nice  you've lived in paradise  so now you take the stand  you want to hold your masters hand  you think your soul is free  look up and you'll see me  the pearly gates ablaze  the angels bear the zombies gaze    heavens on fire  and there ain't nothing you can do  heavens on fire  and when you die you'll go there too    the angel's life their death  no there ain't nothing left  the clowns of God despise  but torment renders no disguise  the skies a blazing tomb  plenty sorrow plenty doom  they hattle living sin  the souls of God can't hate to win    if God is so almighty  they why is he enslaved  in heavens hell by satan  the universe his slave  satan rides the skies  look up you'll see his eyes  disguised as endless stars  to keep an eye on endless wars  do you believe in God  he's chained up like a dog  and every hour he screams  satan rules supreme