What have I done
I've let everything slip between my fingers
Three years to build a kingdom
Just to burn it down
In my absence
Form it anew
Changed lineage
Cause your vision to skew
Break
As I feel my demons clawing away at my skin I
Ache
Your apathy disgusts me
Shake
I've lost control of myself
Fractured hands stitching another's eyes
These wounds are far beyond help
Selflessness beckons your own demise
You agitated, integrated scum
In my absence
Form it anew
Behind the mask
These thoughts have accrued
"Coming to terms with this is the last thing on my mind; the very thought cripples me
Where I once was a ruler, I'm now cast lower than a servant
My body aches at the idea
But now, the tables have turned
Now I prove how much of a worthless snake you are
Demons run when a good man goes to war
Demons run when a good man goes to war"
I'm taking my mind
Taking it back from you
Taking my life
From your claws
Disgusting filth
Get thee behind me
Realize your place
Under my heel
In my absence
Form it anew
Behind the mask
These thoughts have accrued