At night he creeps he darkened streets The stench of death upon his breath
Truth be told of devil's gold in his words of wisdom A well received hypocrisy, deliver me from hell
Rage! Fire! Born of your desire Rain! Fire! In the blackest night
The child sleeps in ivory sheets A live nightmare, yet unaware.
A tender soul in his control beneath the silent heavens Preys upon the younger ones, deliver them to hell
Rage! Fire! Born of your desire Rain! Fire! In the blackest night
Been down the lonely road No more time to waste I'll drown the rolling sun Then I'll turn away I'll take you to your knees Your phantom overlord My temper's on the line You've been defied, revenge denied
Rage! Fire! Born of your desire Rain! Fire! In the blackest night
