His Name Be Praised

Let his name be praised

His glorious countenance be raised
Up on pillars of onyx and obsidian
Sculpted with devotion
Carved out of care and love
Chiseled with precision

And along with all the above
Most importantly

With Sin

Praise Satan, Praise Satan
Don't you be dissin him
Don't be hatin
He's quite the catch
That you're sister should be datin
For you, he's awaitin, anticipatin

Praise Satan, praise Satan
Embrace He who always managed to take the blame
Praise Satan, praise Satan
For your blasphemies, cursing that flowerchild's name
Praise Satan, praise Satan
That hippy who receives all the attention and fame

To which our Prince of Darkness
Is worthy of his rightful claim

Don't be shy
He's really not such bad guy
Afterall, how many angelic beings do you know
Take the fall, with no questions asked?

So, praise him
Say his name twice, chant like a monk
While spinning around counter clockwise
In an upside pentagram
Painted with your own blood

Do it with zest and spunk

Or do it while your fornicatin
Idolatrizing, alduteratin
And to thoroughly please him
For it does thoroughly please him
To say his name when you're

Master of All That Is Wicked
Come forth and reveal your true divinitiy
Take us into your loving arms
Grace us with your hallowed celebrity
Bless us with spells and charms
Hexes that won't lead us into harms way

But most importantly
Along with all of the above
With all of your unconditional Love

Lead us astray

Let the choirboys have a turn at singing his name

PRAISE SATAN, PRAISE SATAN
DON'T YOU BE DISSIN HIM
DON'T BE HATIN
FOR YOU, HE'S AWAITIN, ANTICIPATIN
HE'S QUITE THE CATCH
THAT ANY FATHER WOULD WANT
HIS DAUGHTER TO BE DATIN

PRAISE SATAN, PRAISE HIM

Satan be praised

Amen