The Hellchild

A vow to he who is the maker 
 The father of Candarian demons 
 The father of sins and sinners 
 Guardian of dense forests 

 And we as his children will obey every word 
 With chains around feet and hands 

 So long since I`ve seen the light 
 My eyes hurt 
 As they are stitched together 
 Tung cut out and fingers crushed 

 A vow to he who is the maker 
 The father of Candarian demons 
 The father of sins and sinners 
 Guardian of dense forests 
 And we as his children will obey every word 
 With chains around feet and hands 
 We slave on through the night 

 So long since I`ve seen the light 
 My eyes hurt stitched together 
 Tung cut out and fingers crushed 
 Freedom is not an option 
 Escape you can but you`re always to be found 
 The light gives you away 

 Escape you can but you`re always to be found 
 The light gives you away 

 Some descend into darkness 
 Some will be forgotten 
 Your fate is sealed 
 Forever silent