Verse 1 In the cradle, black as night, Tiny horns begin to bite. Mama smiles, proud and stern, “This one’s wicked, born to burn!” Chorus Born to burn – our child of flame, Hell awaits, we praise your name! Born to burn – no angel’s son, Satan laughs, our chosen one! Verse 2 First step taken, stomp of doom, Rattling chains across the room. Papa cheers, with devil’s grin, “Our boy chose lies instead of sin!” Chorus Born to burn – our child of flame, Hell awaits, we praise your name! Born to burn – no angel’s son, Satan laughs, our chosen one! (Solo) Bridge Halo broken, candles fall, Grandma faints at Sunday’s call. Priest comes knocking, hearts will churn, But we rejoice – he’s born to burn! Chorus Born to burn – our child of flame, Hell awaits, we praise your name! Born to burn – no angel’s son, Satan laughs, our chosen one! Born to burn – the dark’s delight, Hell’s own hero, black as night! Born to burn – our child of flame, Hell awaits, we praise your name! Born to burn – no angel’s son, Satan laughs, our chosen one! Born to burn – the dark’s delight, Hell’s own hero, black as night!
