Suffocating On your lies Desecrating All I despise Your life is in a rut Every which way but up But you sit there with a foolish grin Thinking you are the king of kings Validation Of every lie Desperation In your eyes Your life is in a rut Every which way but up But you sit there with a foolish grin Thinking you are the king of kings Apathy has become your path (become your path) Greed is blind for the aftermath (for the aftermath) When all is lost you will be left (will be left) Walking blindly with the oppressed Storm the walls Overthrowing All false kings Terminating Rusted crowns But you sit there with a foolish grin Thinking you're the king of kings