Listen close and you will see,
This life of pain and misery,
Just as was foretold,
My heart has grown cold,
My sins have condemned me - my story untold
My kingdom-the throne,
All came to be known for those who denied,
Count thousands - they died,
Those not who hailed,
Or those who failed - all met their fate,
They all were impaled
This blood that I draw,
This blood that I dine - In the eyes of this world,
The failure is mine
My Corpse it decays,
But my soul - it stays and wanders the world,
Still I remain
The virgins I raped,
Their flesh that I ate,
Their corpses I kept - I laughed when they wept
I tore out their hearts,
Consumed all their parts,
And bathed in their blood,
Then stuck them in mud
The Holy Decree,
Came down unto me,
They stripped me of my royalty
My throne twas gone,
Now I am a pawn,
Trapped in this tower,
And dreading dawn
This blood that I draw,
This blood that I dine - In the eyes of this world,
The failure is mine
My Corpse it decays,
But my soul - it stays and wanders the world,
Still I remain
Repeat
