chylde of fire

i was born past midnight

'neath the gloom of the darkest moon

my mother was a burning witch

and my father was a preacher

from that night on i lived in

the shadows of my elder's deeds

i was the son of rape

and the spawn of preacher's lost faith

dear mother

dear father

i didn't ask to be born

why did you let me live

when you didn't care at all

chylde of fire

burned a liar now

my life here on earth troubled already from the day of my birth

heaven turns to hell at the chime of the witches' bell