Where is the man who claims to be King
Who covers in silks and the finest of rings?
Where is this man who claims he's conquered the earth?
Destroyed the mountains and valleys for stone in his hearth?
Who burns the forests and withers the floods?
Making ashes of kingdoms and rivers of blood?
Father would covet such spoils as he's won
Drink deep from the river and leave none for his sons?
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There rang out fury from a heart filled with ice
It was I who poisoned the well!
I put the sword to the wolves and dashed their skulls on the ground
I gave no quarter as nations fell
I claimed the throne of the tyrant in the kingdom of hell
Have you nary a penitent thought?
Not a shred of remose for the chaos you've wrought?
A prayer for the wounded, a tear for the meek
Or is power and wealth the only pride that you take?
Have you truly no love in your heart?
No ambition save murder, no passion for art?
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I have become a perfect Being of Light
Drinking blood from the children in their cradles at night
I devour life
Feast your eyes upon my work and tremble
Then may you find some comfort there, in the arms of Satan
It was I who poisoned the well!
I put the sword to the wolves and dashed their skulls on the ground
I gave no quarter as nations fell
I claimed the throne of the tyrant in the kingdom of hell