Satanic Syndrome 666 - Crionics

I obliterate all feelings of mine

This is the beginning of the end

You repress a revolt inside

You won’t succeed

Fear disappears in infernal fire

Venomous flames burn your desire

Ashes to ashes, blast to blast

I feed my power with false trust

Rip off the dirt that smears you from birth

Try to take your own torch and find the way

I am The One, Cosmic Power Of Destruction

Open the gates and follow The Beast…

…Here comes my microarmageddon…

Satanic syndrome six-six-six

I lead the crowds of threading crucifix

Fuck the human words of devotion

Satanic syndrome is the right emotion

…Here comes my macroarmageddon…

From fire and carcass you garbage!

You trod your hope on pessimism’s edge

False acclamation has blinded you

Now you feel pain of the double betrayal!