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