| Oh son of the royal blood | |
| Your way of life was bright | |
| And full of superiority | |
| Taking possession of the crown and the throne | |
| You were caned patricide | |
| Winged by snakes | |
| Which raised from your shoulders | |
| They were the sign of treason | |
| They were the gift of kiss | |
| Fed by human brains | |
| Day after day | |
| Night after night | |
| Serpents sojourners | |
| Transformed your substantiality | |
| Into demon form | |
| For thousand years the ruler of the earth | |
| Menaced for second by saviours | |
| Saoshyants | |
| Throwdown burden of the prophecy ...by the holocaust of children ...by the massacre of the innocents | |
| Knocking off all holiness | |
| Into the pits of despair | |
| You defeated | |
| Feridun Doomsday will never come! |