Son of Evil


masquarade as he rides through the night 
blitzkrieg torture blade shining bright 
in his eyes dreams of pain 
as he kills the lovely shame 
messengers from fiery will 
speaking out what no one will 
violence for the virgin 
death falls from his bloody skin 
deny the father deny the mother 
burning the sister poison the brother 
sworn to take lives with weapons of death in his hands 
born in the demonic rooms of hate 
torture is in his eyes like a glowing blade 
inhuman soul like an animal beast 
the blood of jesus one thousand people fall the priest 
son of evil 
awake to bring the neverending end 
kreator of demons and monsters command 
ruler of the darkness that is his kingdom 
equal as the blood death will make all his own
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