Idioma Origen:
Convicted witch my life will end
At midnight on the stake
My dedicated life was spent
To insubordinate
Secured by lock inside a cell
Imprisoned for no crime
The shackles will be useless
When your life is out of time
Incantation spell gone by
I will see life again
My deals will made eternally
I signed the book of red
My rage will be unleashed again
Burning the next morn
Death means nothing, there is no end
I will be reborn
No gift of exile in my fate
I´ll get no amnesty
You can´t control my destiny
There is no habitual need
Proclaim my death, to end my wrath
It takes more than one try
Indulge your ineffective curse
I will never die
You think by killing me tonight
My powers will not rise
There´ll be nowhere for you to run
When my hatred comes to life
Condemned to fill the prophecy
Allowing no first born
Defy your morbid declaration
Leave you ripped and torn
[LEAD: HANNEMAN]
Count your blessing would be priest
As I burn upon the stake
You´d be forgiven endlessly
But your values are all fake
Forever servant of my Lord
By choice and not submission
Maybe now I´ve made you wonder
Am I superstition
Incantation spell gone by
I will live again
My deals will made eternally
I signed the book in red
My rage will be unleashed again
Burning the next morn
Death means nothing there is no end
I will be reborn
[LEAD: HANNEMAN]
Idioma Destino:
Convicted witch my life will end
At midnight on the stake
My dedicated life was spent
To insubordinate
Secured by lock inside a cell
Imprisoned for no crime
The shackles will be useless
When your life is out of time
Incantation spell gone by
I will see life again
My deals will made eternally
I signed the book of red
My rage will be unleashed again
Burning the next morn
Death means nothing, there is no end
I will be reborn
No gift of exile in my fate
I´ll get no amnesty
You can´t control my destiny
There is no habitual need
Proclaim my death, to end my wrath
It takes more than one try
Indulge your ineffective curse
I will never die
You think by killing me tonight
My powers will not rise
There´ll be nowhere for you to run
When my hatred comes to life
Condemned to fill the prophecy
Allowing no first born
Defy your morbid declaration
Leave you ripped and torn
[LEAD: HANNEMAN]
Count your blessing would be priest
As I burn upon the stake
You´d be forgiven endlessly
But your values are all fake
Forever servant of my Lord
By choice and not submission
Maybe now I´ve made you wonder
Am I superstition
Incantation spell gone by
I will live again
My deals will made eternally
I signed the book in red
My rage will be unleashed again
Burning the next morn
Death means nothing there is no end
I will be reborn
[LEAD: HANNEMAN]