Satanic, born on the dark side, My mother screaming my name, Mine is a heartless story, Banished like the embers by the rain.
This manic dawn is my birthright, Insanity fuels my veins, My passion fused with fury, Ravaged, and my wounds incite the pain.
I wanna kill the King of Britain dead, I wanna thrust a knife deep in his chest, I wanna feel and see his blood run red, I cannot rest till I am King, For no man`s fool am I I`ll kill the King; I wanna see him dead, I wanna seize his Kingdom, Gonna take his head, I wanna kill the King and rule myself instead, My demons testify, supreme, I will not be denied again.
Grey shadows caught in the half-light, Is what I seen pre-ordained? Destiny, hope and glory, Balanced by the gloom inside the grave. I`ve rallied thieves, thugs and low life, My band of mercenary strays And when I`m King they`ll deal my justice With the swiftness of a blade.
I wanna kill the King of Britain dead, I wanna thrust a knife deep in his chest, I wanna feel and see his blood run red, I cannot rest till I am King, For no man`s fool am I I`ll kill the King; I wanna see him dead, I wanna seize his Kingdom, Gonna take his head, I wanna kill the King and rule myself instead, My demons testify, supreme, I will not be denied again.