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 shadow 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 leave 
When you didn't care at all 

My life here on earth troubled already from the day of my birth 
Heaven turns to hell at the chime of the witches' bell