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Midnight and an child is born without an soul
He's from my past
I get this feeling inside of me that evil is floating
Around him

I get this vision into my mind
A fade reflection of a goat

The black lord is born
Born again in the shape of a child
The black lord is born
To join the dark forces against me

Eyes as bloody torches is staring at my soul
Beware of this evil childhood, if you won't end up in
Chaos
He's on my back again, he won't let me go
'Cos I'm his doomed victim only armed with my cross

The black lord is born
Born again in the shape of a child
The black lord is born
To join the dark forces against me

He's increasing power and I can't stand no more
I give myself to Satan and he takes my soul
My dark vision is fading away, and I get some new hopes
But I reminds, I have no longer a life...