A Million Dead Birds Laughing - King | Текст песни

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Call me king!
I made the rules...
Orphans...
Call me king!
I made the world...
Worship me

Obliterate ordinance; i require a sacrifice
The sheep shall remember the diligent plight of the wise
The brave can remember but i'd pawn the weak for a thimble of rice
Less their innocence...
It's best their mothers don't remember them

The moths; i can see them racing toward the flame..

Quit complaining; you're alive!

Affiliates
Why have i been awaiting a feast?
Deliverance tastes of the innocent
Torment is written in gold
The beast has a face to behold

Come on! Feed me worms
Commemorate the herd...

"This is all i know here... The natives call me king!"

I made the rules
Orphans...
Call me king!
I made the world
I am salvation!

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