Behold life this ill-gotten state
All fear the dark gift
This night will end your mortal pain
YouÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂæÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂãl worship no manÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂæÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂï God
Known as the prince of lies
So let the news be heard
IÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂæÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂãl steal your soul boy
And work the dark trick
God kills indiscriminately
And so shall we
While bearing the dark gift
The empires of the world
They are not safe from me
IÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂæÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂãl breathe of your last breath
Bleed your soul to me
I see with vampire vision
I feel murderous
I survived the grave
Let no man forsake me
YouÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂæÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂÃÂãl feel me come to you
A perfect mask of hate
Let no man forsake me
Dark Gift