Bible Of The Devil Night Street
The old days on Night Street I was invincible
Brazenly lurking with no fear at all
In seconds it is shattered by steel-wielding fiends
They will take what they want from me no matter the means
I have not much more than them
But desperation will win
Nothing is sacred on Night Street
Rules of engagement are stone cold
Do not bother to heed such a change in the air
Paths walked of evil and greed easier
Your masque screams of cowardice, your methods are bent
We both live on Night Street we shall meet again
But I have much more than them
So desperation will win
You say I should get away from Night Street
I have been here forever, I will not go
