I was crowned a king in a womb,
tore my mother apart at birth,
gnawed at my father's bones,
then gave them to the earth
Bowels of a grave turned loose,
spat out the one the reaper couldn't use.
I RULE!
I crawled into the moonlight.
The sky fixed me with its stare,
filled me with razorteeth
and covered me in hair.
Did you ever think that the stink
of the flesh I suck, would be you, sad fuck.
I RULE!
The holy insult at the face of all divine.
Purity of damnation is mine.
There's a place that I must find
in order to explode.
The hell pales beside me
as I spill my load.
Bowels of a grave turned loose,
spat out the one the reaper couldn't use.
Time to burn the inhuman torch.
Rip and slash, impale and scorch!
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