---

Long ago

A newborn

Little, fragile

Weak and hopeless

The mother tried to help his son

By the hand ff the witching one

Agreement, conditioned by a high price

An horrible way of payment

For the salvation of the firstborn

But the love of a mother goes first

A deformity

For eternity

Single leg

The other one

Broken

Behind his head

Arms to walk

And a smashed face

All of them raised in evil

Dark ritual

Child becoming

Un-natural form

Into the ugly creature

Forgotten in the forest

Feeded by blood and anger

Be one with the old roots

Being the malformed one

Imbunche!

Forgotten by his own blood

Imbunche!

Death is what's left in his soul

A feared being

For the owners of this land

Keeper of the entrance

To the cavern of the mighty one

Control

On the blank pawns

Savage

From the innocent

Carnage

Satisfies the lord

Blood mercy

Fills the need to kill

A deformity

For eternity

Single leg

The other one

Broken

Behind his head

Arms to walk

And a... Smashed Face

Raised in evil

Death is what's left in his soul