Wicked Disciple - ...And Jaundiced King Was Slained Lyrics

Now I am here in my mouldy-rot castle
I rule the land of superficial slaves
My anger iced on the day I was born
Dead bodies pave the way to salvation
The greatest shame in life is to perish
Without a purpose without any sense here
The time has come to recruit a new army
My regime must make a difference and bring about a change
My life passes by
Feel like a jaundiced king in his castle
I got this empty feeling inside me
Circling round my neck like a cone of shame
I tried to run and hide
No companion or true friend by my side
Grave of Freedom, Hope and Life...
Dig deep enough so I can hide inside... hide inside
A time to change or a time of dishonor
Emptiness teased the nerves round my neck
Thumbscrewed my slaves as they don' t want to obey
Threw them into the pit to repent
Scanty furnished in blackened dungeons
This is my war this is my massacre
Now you can take your shortcut to hell
My game is rigged and the house always wins
My life passes by
Feel like a jaundiced king in his castle
I got this empty feeling inside me
Circling round my neck like a cone of shame
I tried to run and hide
No companion or true friend by my side
Grave of Freedom, Hope and Life...
Dig deep enough so I can hide inside
My life passes by
Feel like a jaundiced king in his castle
I got this empty feeling inside me
Circling round my neck like a cone of shame
I tried to run and hide
No companion or true friend by my side
Grave of Freedom, Hope and Life...
Dig deep enough so I can hide inside... hide inside