Cheap steps make for easy regrets but keep your words of contempt.
You are no friend my enemy you tear me down keep me weak.
I wear no crown of weakness His is no crown of weakness.
I wear no crown of weakness hide in your own contempt.
Iron sharpens iron but your judgment's dulling me.
I answer to no man. You're no gods or masters of this world.
Maybe I'm wrong. Maybe I'm damned. I pray I don't wake up in hell.
If I were God we'd all be dead. If I were God we'd all be dead... We're all dead.
The devil's hands have been busy. The devil's hands have been busy.
Grace sustains but I thirst for revenge. The world would be destroyed if I were God.
Demons are fallen angels. Remember that when you think you're a saint.
Demons are fallen angels. Remember that when you think you're a saint.
Fallen angels I'm coming for your wings. Fallen angels I'll cut off your wings.
If I were God we'd all be dead. If I were God we'd all be dead.
Lord knows I'm a cynic but I won't give up won't give in.
Lord knows I'm a cynic but I won't give up without a fight.
The devil's hands have been busy turning liars to masters demons to gods.
But we're no gods we're no masters. We're only fallen angels in this world.
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