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