Fated son
Our safety won't endure
Time's passive violence
Fated son
Condemn our fortitude
Under crescent moon
Our baited child of innocence
Will pray to die
Will pray to die
There's poison in her eyes
Derision will bring you to
Your knees
Our love can be the end
All pain will be endured
There's death in her eyes
Mind, heart and soul
Mind, heart and soul