King

The lower species are casted aside Torn from limb from limb, eaten alive Obliterated, reborn in purgatory Disfigured and mutilated Nothing but mutated carcasses Some call me the vulture Some call me the reaper I prey on the fallen For that's my calling But these subject's These rejects, these defects Of the mortal realm They do not deserve my presence I am much more, than a dead essence I was made for such great things "How do I relieve myself from these lesser being's? I need a vessel, I need a portal" A simple ritual won't be enough The connection between us has to be tough A gateway bounded by flesh and blood Created by a lost soul That's fallen from earth The host thinks it can fight me Such an insignificant being I will tear apart it's mind I will make it mine I'll get inside of your head Make you wish you we were dead Preaching to false idols That aren't even there Heaven can't save you from me May your soul fall with the unknown And your body embody my thrown I am the keeper of the forgotten Chewed up, spat out And left rotting Here you will find everlasting peace Don't resist me Just accept me My power is all surrounding I am king You are my means of escape, my only faith So, relieve me from these chains Let me, be free