Your broken body lay before me I bask in your misery Minions and sycophants Will all bow before me
Horns blown in empowering unison signal the rise of the demigod Crowned in metals forged from the ancients No man dare speak against the words which fall from my tongue You are unworthy to be doused by the the spit from my mouth Rank lower than the servant's servant Never shall your eyes meet mine Don't speak your fiction or you shall be whipped with vines of thorns and hurled to your death from the top of my temple Weak cowards of men surrender and bow Rise up and face enslavement cowards! I peer out upon masses who bow Despise all the filth who worship me Loyal servants brought to the guillotine I have no respect for puppets Sheep who blindly follow Pathetic castrated marionettes Controlled from beyond the skies Pawns for my amusement How pitiful can they be? Bowing to someone that despises the core of their being I respect no manTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
