Son of Devil

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