Satanic drink, brothers of hell

An intense night we wish to live

Our throats are dry, our hearts are stopped

We need this liquid in our veins

Don't want to rest, don't want to sleep

My body is needed for hard drink

Satan's blood is run and beer

Whisky and wine the spit of death



Into the cauldron the brew is ready

To make you lose your mind

The witching poison is burning red in your eyes

Don't try to keep you away of the bottle

Of the venom that whispers your name

In the night the bottom's up! 

Don't leave let's go on the drink.



Heavy drinker.