I think it's clear now who had the great fall attempted suicide ended with hanging jaw. I was loved by my followers, the incorruptible was my entrance song. But I was wrong.
Now I'm in prison, craven to face the death I had once strongly supported. But who is counting? The words I said to exalt the death of opponents, have been turned back to me.
I think my monster has turned on me. I think my monster has turned on me. xi.xi.vii
17,000 heads, me and my friends have endorsed to be cut off. Save it, I don't regret it. Here's to the sound of my name through the ages. Fix your eyes Fix your eyes Fix your eyes on me I am the maker of this onslaught who brought the terror the scholars have taught. Don't take the bullet of Christ or His Way. My plans are obviously best. YEAH!
The rights of men pertain to their salt whatever salt they bring to the council I will see that we all have ONE ACCORD until the streets have found us shameless. But now my time has come I've run the race for all the atheists To keep our hope anchored in stone To hear Satan's kingdom come
Who's your protector? Who's your supply? Who can set you free? Who will say, place your yoke upon me? Who can be your banner? Tell me, who can turn the waves of our errors and calm the seas? No one but me, see the irony?
Even killing me, they love me and I face the sky. EGH!
Hear me clearly, pity is treasonTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
