Give me ravenwings and teach me how to fly. With my undead eyes I devour the sky.
I'll scratch your skin with my fingertips, and lick you clean with blood tripped lips.
Spread your dark wings'n'fly, let us caress the sky. See me!
I'm the last one left behind, the only to lead the blind. I'm the one to bring you home, I'm the good son.
Blood, fire'n'thorns, I'm the good son.
Won't you take hand, just for one ride. We light my symbol across the dark sky.
I make you die slow, I make you bleed, don't tell me I'm wrong, no. Don't look at me!
I am walking anger, fall on your knees'n'pray. Hurt me! Try it harder, try again, you can't take away what's left for me. For all to see, the prophecy.
Blood, fire'n'thorns, I'm the good son