The high street shops are boarded up An' the terrace it is fenced in See-through shields are walled across The way that you came in But there's no need to get excited As the lorries bring the bacon in 'Cos the housewives are all singing Groovy times are here again They discovered one black saturday That mobs don't march they run So you can excuse the nervous triggerman Just this once for jumping the gun As they were picking up the dead Out of the broken glass Yes it's number one, the radio said Groovy times have come to pass! Groovy times groovy times groovy times The intake is on the uptake The acceleration's pretty grim I can remember his first appearance Now look what's happened to him So they put him in a dog suit Like from 1964 The king of early evening tv Groovy times forever more Groovy times

Join in my quest to leave life overturned Spanning the world wave of doom Spewing out death with the evil I've churned Awaken the dead from their tomb Love turns to lust, the sensations I've felt Exploring the pleasures of sin Making the best of the cards I've been dealt Adjusting the odds so I win Unleash all my burning wrath Potential killing machine Take down all who block my path Enjoying all that's obscene... born of fire Prince of all darkness initiation Ritually baptized in flames Next to the throne, my abomination Spreads horror throughout the domain Master the art that controls the impure Inherit the infamous keys Thousands of centuries, I will endure Tyrant of all the prophecies Some have called me Satan's son A name I cannot deny Wielding fury that's second to none Far too vile to confine... born of fire All things dead must rise again When twilight's blanket falls Splattered red you'll find my den Blood dripping from the walls Dreams born of desire Shaped and forged within the fire Twisted, warped, deranged, I see The world's corrupt insanity Dreams possess nightmarish figures Burning can't escape the embers Lost are those who trust the liar Satan's son, I'm born of fire