Buried deep in an unmarked grave
A child is given birth
Born to a corpse, now death's slave
He claws he way through the earth
He's not quite dead nor alive it seems
As he tinkers on the fringe
Conceived by the sound of his mother's screams
Hell bent on taking revenge
His mother lived only nineteen years
Then killed by a gang of three
Born through the hate in his mother's tears
Now karma has set him free
He searches the earth, both high and low
Till he finds his heart's desire
Making them suffer and all die slow
As he drags them through the fire
With the gates of hell now open wide
His deed on earth is done
But remember this warning, you can't hide
So beware of Karma's son