Among the masses raging on a balcony   He talks about a paradise not meant for all   His voice is spreading poison   That target generation who never get old      Painting a picture of a promised land   Acting he's the messenger, he's the hand of God   It's so easy to believe him, just sew on your sleeve   And lose your soul      Children, please follow me   I'll lead you to your destiny   Walk into fire, my disciples      Children, just obey me   And pledge your oath to tragedy   Singing the hymn of the hellhorn      It's a contest between ebony and ivory   Different languages, the cultures, the different clans   If always seeing was believing then no one could be steering   Oh, steering to the dark      Children, please follow me   I'll lead you to your destiny   Walk into fire, my disciples   Listen to me      Children, just obey me   And march on to the battle field   Singing the hymn of the hellhorn      Children, please follow me   Children, just obey me   Children, please follow me   Don't think, just follow me      Children, please follow me   I'll lead you to your destiny   Walk into fire, my disciples      Children, children just obey me   And march on to the battle field   Singing the hymn of the hellhorn      Children, children, children just obey me   Singing the hymn of the hellhorn   Children, children, children just obey me   Singing the hymn of the hellhorn, oh      Children, children, children, follow me   Singing the hymn of the hellhorn   (Follow me, follow)