Man Son Of Sam (Persian Mix)

Rise up Son of Man
 New York city's Son of Sam
 With a gun in hand
 He reaps the women of our land
 Blood and family does his death depravity
 Keep out of his way
 Live to lie another day
 He was told to kill
 Dogs and demons gave him will
 Fear and roaming nights
 Some remember hating life
 Nobody wants him
 He just stares at the world
 Planning his vengeance
 That he will soon unfurl
 Now the time is here
 For son of Sam to spread fear
 Father, holy ghost
 Wicked son who kills the most
 Nobody wants him
 They just turn their heads
 Nobody helps him
 Now he has his revenge
 Gunshots full of lead
 Fills his victims full of dread
 Running as fast as they can
 Son of Sam killed again!
 Down, down, down
 Down, down, down