The Opposition

Like a god, a devil in man
I am the opposition
This is my voice inside your head
Hellish fiend under your bed
I'm the one without a religion
The infernal, the unknown
I am the one they call the antichrist
A pagan, heathen of the night

Hail to thee, lord Lucifer
I sing praises to thee and I suffer no longer
Hail to thee, god of the underworld
I sing praises to thee and I suffer no more

Like a god, a devil in man
I am the opposition
This is my voice inside your head
Hellish feind under your bed
I'm the one without a religion
The infernal, the unknown
I am the one they call the antichrist
A pagan, heathen of the night

Hail to thee, lord Lucifer
I sing praises to thee and I suffer no longer
Hail to thee, god of the underworld
I sing praises to thee and I suffer no more

Suffer no more
Suffer no more
Suffer no more
Suffer no more

Hail to thee, lord Lucifer
I sing praises to thee and I suffer no longer
Hail to thee, good of the underworld
I sing praises to thee and I suffer no more