El Padrino (Adolfo de Jesus Constanzo)

Raised by a wicked mother
Under a voodoo Sun
Taught to commune with spirits
She thought he was the chosen one

Trained by a Haitian mentor
Scarred with a ritual sword
On the black path to becoming
El Padrino, the voodoo drug lord

Voodoo drug lord!
My soul is dead – I have no God

High-society wizard
Paid by the drug cartels
To make them bulletproof
And to make them invisible

Rancho Santa Elena
Mystic symbols on the floor
In the hidden ritual chamber
You can hear the demons roar

Now hear them roar
Voodoo drug lord!
My soul is dead – I have no God!

Random stealing
And drug dealing
Human torture
Voodoo killing

Palo Mayombe
Cardiem Pembe
Evil spirits speaking through me

Voodoo drug lord
My soul is dead
I have no God