your destiny is the misfortune
you were born in the evil
son of Devil
Under a hot black mantle
Among pain, tears and hate
Somebody is prepared for the battle
between the darkness and the light
You are the one, the chosen of the devil
you, that who didn't have hopes
you never felt the beautiful that is the happiness
because you always lived in the darkness
you have a black empty heart
surrounded by the worst satanic curses
big is the power to change the beautiful for the horrible
you were named to do terrible things
your destiny is the misfortune
you were born in the evil
son of Devil
the bale that you carry is powerful
desiring an afflicted end, bloody and hateful
you’ll like this to free your pathetic wish
and to turn the king of a world adorned of shit
You are the one, the chosen of the devil
you, that who didn't have hopes
you never felt the beautiful that is the happiness
because you always lived in the darkness
your destiny is the misfortune
you were born in the evil
son of Devil