I am the author, dream up your pain Drink as did bacchus, rebel just like cain Lord of the city, I shall remain All pandemonium, I shall reign Sit in my fortress, up on my hill Drinking the wine, 'til I've had my fill Building up high, my castle walls Oh, to veil my splendid fall
I present you, I present to you, I present you this crown of worms
Surrounding myself with mysery Drawn curtains heavy of my history Exquisite I am, perfect unity On my left hand is false majesty I feign affection, efute the true story Dispute with creation, the lie is my glory I care for no one, my gospel is death For me the light's gone, only darkness is left
I present you, I present to you, I present you this crown of worms
As black in deed, as cold as stone A commandment of one, as proud as gold As neglected in spirit, as time is old As legion is numbers, as legend is told I am alone, with the agony of truth My power of will, my judgement and chain My end is knowledge and conscience of guilt, My final confusion hidden from me till I'm done