*intro* I was born mean By the age of two they called me they called me satan I was born mean By the age of twelve I was killing killing for satan Oh, my mother, she had problems too many of her own she was young and everybody's girl yes she were as a child i was cold so lost so lost and lonely in this dark and cold, dark forgotten world no one cared, what could anyone give? What chance did i have to really live? I was born mean by the age of two ther call me they call me satan no one cared, what could anyone give? What chance did i have to really live? I was born mean By the age of twelve I was killing killing for satan killing for satan killing for satan killing for satan