P.U.S.

Dogs Of Hell

P.U.S.


See the time, like a fuse 
Very short, burning fast 

God of hell, reigns in fire 
Christ cries, the world dies 

Dogs of hell, prepare to battle 
And you prepare to die 

Your souls go straight to hell 
Your corpses start to smell 

Blasphemy and torment 
Are free to sin 
The unborn promises death 
The end of the world will begin 

We laugh, with lucifer 
'coz from him, you run... 

dogs of hell...