Dearest father
What I have become, a shadow of you
You have cheated and maimed and tortured
My senses are wakened, the monster will be
Blood through my veins
Compels me to kill, for pleasure
Souls I've set free, come haunt me
Bred by a monster
Redeem me
I am the son of the great Rosobola
Shadow of darkness, deprived of all senses
Burnt at the stake but his soul is alive
Control of my actions, with terror alone
I am descendant from the greatest of evil
A tool of his wicked ways, I have become
Kill me!