Kill the king and all his men.
Take no god but commit all his sin.
Make it worth while for this hurt.
Feeling like im a peice of dirt.
Way out over the horizon to the east.
Sent here for the maggots to feast.
Ending with nothing but decaying parts.
And lots of brocken hearts.
Committing to the will of being the best.
While your love forgets all the rest.
Now enter to the evil thats around.
And leaving without myself because a god wanted crowned.
To much fucked up shit.
Two peices fall away then a thousand more seem to fit.
Place by place.
Trace by trace.
We'll always end up in the same way.
In a pit called a grave dead we lay.