Текст песни Mavis,sing! — Demon

How does it feel when your own blood
wants cut your throat and see you dead?
When he is right behind the wall
Dreaming, Fighting, Quaffing whine
The only one
It's no wonder that you hate
To see how the mother cant escape
He is the monster - you're his son
Be ready to sit on his throne
The only one, You are his son