Forever cursed and never blessed
You’re doomed to blood desire
Your master’s number-six, six, six.
His veins are full of fire
With devilish thirst and faithless eyes
You carry on your burden.
The sinner’s soul is turned to ice
And torture is infernal.
I hear you breathing from the dark
Your eyes reflect denial
With such damnation-Satan’s mark
I pray for Heaven’s trial.
Your only fate-to be a beast.
For beast it doesn’t matter.
Behind the shadows you’ll exist
Your life can not be better.