Fear the strength and anger among thy weaklings
We live in oppression between murderers and kings
The sky turns red as we spill the first blood
On the crimson horizon
We may see the key to our freedom
A fallen king with a broken crown will
Die
I am a servant to no one
I wont bow down to your f*cking beliefs
A fallen king with a broken crown is nothing but a thief
I am the black sheep, the enlightened one
A maniac who came to crush your throne
The death is coming with an appetite to
Rip the meat from your f*cking bone
The sky turns red as we spill the first blood
On the crimson horizon
We rise above
Ripping the flesh
From all those tiny bones
FROM ALL THOSE TINY BONES
The greed of your decisions
Drags you down to the hole
Where u find no condonation
This is where you belong
Beneath the shadow of your world i collapse
Above your kingdom i will rise
I will
The sky turns red as we spill the first blood
On the crimson horizon
We may see the key to our freedom
A fallen king with a broken crown will
DIE
The greed of your decisions
Drags you down to the hole
Where u find no condonation
This is where you belong
Your majesty your blood will save us
The hungry will finally feed on your insides
FEED ON YOUR INSIDES