He's reigning down in the shadow lands again
Born as the bastard son, lost in his own pretension
Dastardly concerned, yet chipped away in time
You'll come to find out that your boy is never coming back
He's reared himself a throne
So bow to the king of nothing
Lost himself again in black bile, bow to your king
His majesty, the wretch
He's drenched himself in the sweetest of all sin
Just one more rail he cries, as one foot graces his grave
Fearlessly inept, a failure from the womb
Apologies but your boy is never coming back
He's reared himself a throne
So bow to the king of nothing
Lost himself again in black bile, bow to your king
His majesty, the wretch
He's failed you all once again, conquered by the poisonous bliss
There will be no revival this time around
He's failed you all once again, conquered by the poisonous bliss
Well, he's far too gone now, too far gone to save
He's reared himself a throne
So bow to the king of nothing
Lost himself again in black bile, bow to your king
His majesty, the wretch, his majesty
Bow to the king
His majesty, his majesty, the wretch