Pwrtrp
You feed on, all the powerless people
I politic with the peons, everybody is equal
I levitate with the gods, you penetrate with a needle to the veins.
You ever seen a king in the fucking fetal
Not a powerful position
You would hate to lose your faith within your faithful coalition
You could leave or meet your faith and try to face me with your fists and"¦
Fall asleep with the fishes
Without as much as a follower, fan, apostle, or witness
I know, its time to go, so go, be on your own
Alive with a whole new life instead of dead on the fucking throne
Your head on my crib's mantle, after I dismantle
Sever your disk due to your mishandle this crown
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