Take in what they tell you to I spit to spit, they spew to spew My aura draws, You follow suit Finks in packs and bred in twos Peasant thoughts and peasant dreams You were born to bow to me There comes a time to test yourself When you live -
A coward, that is how you die Continuously slowed down by our perception of ourselves But in a world of servants and liars and spies
I, I am king I am king I am king I, I am king I, I am king I, I am king I, I am kingTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
