And thus I leave the seat of my thone For there is no curing how unsatisfied I've grown I sit, day and night, with one thing on my mind There are thousands of lives who's fate I must bind So it begins. A lie here, a truth there Soon my words have spread every where To the skies above, the streets, and the slums Only I know of what comes And in due time, the fools begin to riot Not even my words can keep them quiet Soon the guns and knives are out The air is filled with the smell of fresh blood and anguished shouts War erupts across the land Upon seeing this all I take my crown and... ... thus I take to the skies To watch from above as the world dies Even though I am sure to go as well I take pride in turning the earth into hell
