Son Of The Morning (исполнитель: Death Angel)
Say what you will There's no feeling inside me [bad word] in this clever disguise Blending right in With no [bad word] I'm guilt free Drown in these dark hollow eyes You'll face me you'll taste me You crave me now Can't blame me can't shame me Make you mine - I vow Took what I want for centuries I'm wealthy With all your worldly desires Riddled with class I've drained queens of their bounty Hopelessly lost in the mire You'll face me you'll taste me You crave me now Can't blame me can't shame me Make you mine - I vow Son of the morning Reaps your heavenly loss Son of the morning Negates the shield of your cross Son of the morning And I demand respect Son of the morning And I defy death I find solace in damnation My presence can't denied Worthless coward now forbidden In my world you're despised You'll face me you'll taste me You crave me now Can't blame me can't shame me Make you mine - I vow Son of the morning Reaps your heavenly loss Son of the morning Negates the shield of your cross Son of the morning And I demand respect Son of the morning And I defy death