East Across the Mediterranean - Kill the Father Lyrics

You may claim the throne of kings
But we're all the same
All you did was swing a blade
And kill the father
What is it inside your head
That makes you so vain?
An instrument of murder now reigns
You hate all who came before
It makes you so cold
All the lies you let fall out
Made us your enemy
All the worship you demand
Only makes you bold
What makes your legacy?
You shift your shape
To give bastards to the world
Young enemy of time and space
Let your seed become unfurled
You let loose the light on all those
Whom you despise
You make think your judgement fair
But All know better
Who can truly love someone
Who demands a prize?
Who could even pretend to care?
You've run away with your ambition
Loyalties lost
And the woman at your right
Couldn't be clearer
You descend upon the world
To betray her trust
Making men who are half-divine
You shift your shape
To give bastards to the world
Young enemy of time and space
Let your seed become unfurled
You may claim the throne of kings
But we're all the same
All you did was swing a blade
And kill the father
What is it inside your head
That makes you so vain?
An instrument of murder now reigns
You shift your shape
To give bastards to the world
Young enemy of time and space
Let your seed become unfurled