Filth reigns in the heart of the wicked Degradation of the flesh You warned us all Thy feeble shall fall
Crippled hearts Disorder in the four corners Ruptured sanity Praised insanity (Insanity)
Philosopher King of the stoic Messenger of light Messenger of the willing Everything in it, everything about it All the motions guided by the gods I create Philosopher king!
When a man sees his end, He wants to know there was some purpose to his life. Will I be known as the philosopher? The warrior? The tyrant? Or will I be the emperor who gave Rome back her true self?
Drown me in the waters Cleanse me from the vile world The gods favor me Oh, let the games begin
The sun burns my eyes Brings the hands of death Pull me in the somber Descend upon me
Drown me in the waters Cleanse me from the vile world The gods favor me Let the games begin
Philosopher King of the stoic Messenger of light Messenger of the willing Everything in it, everything about it (Everything about it) All the motions guided by the gods I create Philosopher king!
What doesn't transmit light creates its own Darkness. I am Marcus Aurelius, The Philosopher KingTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
