Morte et dabo
So he came forth and said onto me
Son, you are forsaken
Condemned for the sins that you live
I offer you forgiveness
Bow down before me
I will never bow to he who claims to be divine
I’ll tear down your gates with my bare f*cking hands
And burn the world that you rule over
No matter how convinced you are, you’re not a god of mine
I never believed in you
From what I see it was justified
This power over the masses is a gift you don’t deserve
When your blood spills, we’ll drink from your skull
You can run, you can hide
B*tch
I’ll f*cking find you
I’ll tear your eyes out of your self-righteous face
Lord
I’ll tear your tongue out of your rancid f*cking mouth
Heaven will, burn to the f*cking ground
Your world will crumble, and fall from the skies
Blood will spill, and rain upon the earth
Your reign is over, and I’ll wear your crown
This is your demise
I know you feel it in your chest
It’s getting closer
I’m creeping from the depths of hell
I know where you sleep
From what I can see it was justified