Lies - And you fill their souls

With all oppressions of this world

And all the glory you receive?

So, What makes you supreme?

Lies - Your crown is falling

I offer fantasy

And you, you creator are

Blind with envy



Their mother loves me, so shall they

Woman, bleeding, ate my gifts

Man was close behind

Just like a snake I'm slithering

Thru my world divine

And like the cat I'm stalking

I'll take your soul and You'll

Be like me

In emptiness, free



Just bow to me faithfully

Bow to me splendidly