“Rise, the faithless kind And behold, your new king arrived Now bow to me you peasants of mine”
And so another chapter of this madness unfolds where man thinks he's a god and the god's a hero.
Like the only star in the sky The brightest of lights Epitome of ego Sui generis
Delusions of grandeur in us reside Yet nothing is special in our kind Like our pure existence was a sign you think you're glorious, you're not, you're not worthy
Delusions of grandeur in us reside Yet nothing is special in our kind Like our pure existence was a sign you think you're glorious, you're not, non sui generis
”Masses, join our ranks We swear, we'll save all the world from all evil, from all but us”
When only you're right enemies are everywhere and of enemies you don't have to care, those lives to spare.
Because you're the only star in the sky The brightest of lights Epitome of ego Sui generis
Delusions of grandeur in us reside Yet nothing is special in our kind Like our pure existence was a sign you think you're glorious, you're not, you're not worthy
Delusions of grandeur in us reside Yet nothing is special in our kind Like our pure existence was a sign you think you're glorious, you're not, non sui generisTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
