He wears the mask of my unborn son I hate you, Devil I know that you're a disease But you befriended me Now I am afraid of you I'm afraid to breathe I feel your blood pour into my veins Your voice, it speaks through me I am your son I am a disease Hell must live in you Because God died in me I am your son, unborn And I'm wearing the mask of the Devil If these veins wrap around me And I'm left on my own Watch these veins grow inside me This disease is my home
