For idiots life Seems to be a game A constant hunt For grace and fame I hear them laugh And I think to myself My life was meant For something else My throne is made of heresy I detest your faith My mind is filled with contempt And burning hate
I am an uncrowned king Of them human race We are the masters And you are all our slaves
For someones life Seems to be a dream Feebleminded losers With no selfesteem I see them fail And pride fills my mind I am a king of my kind
King of my kind My throne is made of heresy I detest your faith My mind is filled with contempt And burning hate
I am an uncrowned king Of the human race We are the masters And you are all our slaves
Maggots!
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