A young man was tired
Of his father's ways
Seeking for change
To live a better life
Legend has it
His drunk father
Left the cantina
And head on a lonely road
Black leather and chains
He carries in his hands
In absolute darkness
He awaits for him
He sees him coming
He scares him dead
And out comes the blade of defense
His son voice reveals the joke
I course you my son
Like a chained dog you will wonder
Chasing old drunks
The burden of evil
From this day on
And for all eternity
Cadeho you'll be
Stalking as a dog