Riding the wind on a stormy night Rides a mother's son to take your life They say he died 10 years ago But the list of victims seems to grow "Like father, like son," the Bible read Three sixes brand the top of his head Never heard; seen, then too late Overk** seals your fate! Driven by the host of hell Wicked smile cross the showing skull The victim dies, no f**ing loss Overk** buries the cross That scarlet sin, the soul is weary Genre et morte, mal vivire The fallen angel open the cell Overk**'s victim enters Hell! Who can tell me who I am Am I Overk**, each d**h a sin Questions linger as I walk the path I am Overk**, the Devil's wrath! So when you walk alone in the night And your bones are chilled, skin so tight! Beware the sound of a galloping horse Overk** has another corpse... Ride high, ride tall Overk** will never fall Full moon, sharp sword Satan is your lord Midnight, dark sky Overk** will never die Blood bath, die fast Overk**, the Devil's wrath!