They laughed at their gods And fought them in vain So he turned his back on them And left them in pain Now here come the saints With their banners held high Each one of them martyrs Quite willing to die Wake the dead, the saints are in hell Wake the dead, they've come for the bell Cover your fists Razor your spears It's been our possession For eight thousand years Fetch the scream eagles Unleash the wild cats Set loose the king cobras And blood s**ing bats Wake the dead, the saints are in hell Wake the dead, they've come for the bell We are saints In hell We are saints In hell We're going down Into the fire We're going down Into the fire The streets run with blood from the ma** mutilation As carnage took toll for the bell Abattoir, abattoir, mon Dieu quelle horreur For a time it was like second hell Saints in Hell Saints in Hell The battle is over, the saints are alive How can we all thank you, we felt so despised Saints in Hell Saints in Hell Saints in Hell Saints in Hell