Same old dragon story of desire

Scalet statue of the King

Born again of water, blood and fire

Satan's picture on a ring

Won't you to come...out of veil...won't you to show me stormy eyes

Won't you to be...Killer God...and your look is cold as ice

Comin' out of nowhere angelic sound

And your bloody traces yet to be found

Museé du Satan Rouge

Branches of the ancient oaks are smiling

Gesture of the irony

All the thrash'n'treasure slowly piling

In your festing' harmony

Won't you to come...out of veil...won't you to show me stormy eyes

Won't you to be...Killer God...and your look is cold as ice

Comin' out of nowhere angelic sound

And your bloody traces yet to be found

Museé du Satan Rouge!

Won't you to come...