Infuriated

The master commands, the soldiers obey
They'll fight till death
Saddle up your horses, raise your swords
Obey my commands
You must fight, destroy the false ones
Each hanger-on
Who follow their leaders, without thinking
-just like you

The battle begins, show no mercy
Chop off their heads
Beelzebub's smiling; he's gathering recruits
For the legions of hell
Blindly they're fighting, without any sense
They kill to kill
They're caught in a spell, locked in a shell, prisoners of Hell

Their minds start to work
The spell's losing grip
They fight to get free
They disobey their master
They have their own will now
Can't you see
The Evil Force has lost its strength
The spell is broken
They turn to their master;
Chop off his head
The False One's power is taken

(lead:Paul)