I am here back from the dead to paint the world in blood red

Watch out the hell in my eyes when I take the harvest with my scythe

Bringing fire as I ride, I will send bombs out in the night

Listen what I have to tell 'cause I wish you fucking hell



It won't be nice to meet up with me

'Cause all I wanna do is to fist fuck you



I am the super Satan big block instead of balls

Your fear is gasoline a supernatural death machine

I am the racing hate 666 my license plate

So fuck you all



I'm coming round to Satanize, to slaughter and to pulverize

Yeah I'm coming round

I guess you do not really love me

But riding with the evil gives me pleasure too



I am the loving darkness that sweetly embraces your soul

Racing with the hand of dome it will be very cool

Hey little motherfucker, I will make you a fool



I am the super Satan your fear is gasoline

Not weapons kill me but I fuck you