| 作词 : Dunn, Lant | |
| HellchildDemon of delights you won't fight | |
| HellchildTonights the night tonight | |
| I walk the streets of darkness | |
| Indulgence in the air | |
| To late to save the few | |
| Who knew of what and were | |
| But as I near the answer | |
| Grows into a lore | |
| Satan's commandments> | |
| From the pits of hellfire roar | |
| HellchildThe midnight oil is gathered | |
| Scents of lust ignite the air | |
| Bodies naked golden writhe | |
| Their beauty without care | |
| Babylon their peasants dream | |
| My talisman drink the blood elixir | |
| In pyramid demand | |
| We have told you once before | |
| Now you listen and take heed | |
| You are a servent | |
| To the dark immortal breed | |
| HellchildI walk the streets of darkness | |
| Compulsion sings despair | |
| The beast dictates the words | |
| For every soul to wear | |
| Black mist | |
| Mendes whispers | |
| Locked behind the door | |
| Take the keys to egypt | |
| And sing your evil score | |
| Hellchild |
| zuo ci : Dunn, Lant | |
| HellchildDemon of delights you won' t fight | |
| HellchildTonights the night tonight | |
| I walk the streets of darkness | |
| Indulgence in the air | |
| To late to save the few | |
| Who knew of what and were | |
| But as I near the answer | |
| Grows into a lore | |
| Satan' s commandments | |
| From the pits of hellfire roar | |
| HellchildThe midnight oil is gathered | |
| Scents of lust ignite the air | |
| Bodies naked golden writhe | |
| Their beauty without care | |
| Babylon their peasants dream | |
| My talisman drink the blood elixir | |
| In pyramid demand | |
| We have told you once before | |
| Now you listen and take heed | |
| You are a servent | |
| To the dark immortal breed | |
| HellchildI walk the streets of darkness | |
| Compulsion sings despair | |
| The beast dictates the words | |
| For every soul to wear | |
| Black mist | |
| Mendes whispers | |
| Locked behind the door | |
| Take the keys to egypt | |
| And sing your evil score | |
| Hellchild |
| zuò cí : Dunn, Lant | |
| HellchildDemon of delights you won' t fight | |
| HellchildTonights the night tonight | |
| I walk the streets of darkness | |
| Indulgence in the air | |
| To late to save the few | |
| Who knew of what and were | |
| But as I near the answer | |
| Grows into a lore | |
| Satan' s commandments | |
| From the pits of hellfire roar | |
| HellchildThe midnight oil is gathered | |
| Scents of lust ignite the air | |
| Bodies naked golden writhe | |
| Their beauty without care | |
| Babylon their peasants dream | |
| My talisman drink the blood elixir | |
| In pyramid demand | |
| We have told you once before | |
| Now you listen and take heed | |
| You are a servent | |
| To the dark immortal breed | |
| HellchildI walk the streets of darkness | |
| Compulsion sings despair | |
| The beast dictates the words | |
| For every soul to wear | |
| Black mist | |
| Mendes whispers | |
| Locked behind the door | |
| Take the keys to egypt | |
| And sing your evil score | |
| Hellchild |