Son
Son of sinner
Satan will lie
In chant of pleasure
Lost
You?ll stay
To escape
You lose your soul
Belie
Yeah!
Fear
You cry the torment of visions
After true lie
Once upon you were free
Yeah!
Die in shame
The way you choose
Sorrow
The memory
Evil?s satisfaction
Satisfaction
I defy your poor youth
Desperate superstition
Of meanings to heal
Pain
Sadly
Remind your poor youth
Yeah!
Remind your poor youth