| I was crowned a king in a womb
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| Tore my mother apart at birth
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| Gnawed at my father’s bones
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| Then gave them to the earth
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| Bowels of a grave turned loose
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| Spat out the one the reaper could’nt use
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| I rule!
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| I crawled into the moonlight
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| The sky fixed me with its stare
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| Filled me with razorteeth
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| And covered me in hair
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| Did you ever think that the stink of the flesh I suck, would be you, sad fuck
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| I rule!
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| The holy insult at the face of all divine
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| Purity of damnation is mine
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| There’s a place that I must find
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| In order to explode
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| The hell pales beside me
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| As I spill my load
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| Bowels of a grave turned loose
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| Spat out the one the reaper couldn’t use
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| Time to burn the inhuman torch
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| Rip and slash, impale and scorch
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| I rule! |