King Of The Dead

Ay pick up the pace, tell 'em why I ain't find no haze

Indeed I am ready my outfit in vain

The needle in my vein, I'm falling asleep

King of the Dead, I sever your head

When shit touch the river, my reign will be fed

I touch the sky and bring life to the dead

I watch my demons become super saiyan

Oh, I'm not an orphan, death is my importance

Rush without a soul, many will fold

Feeling my bones, I say again

Oh, I'm not an orphan, death is my importance

Rush without a soul,  many will fold

Feeling my bones, I say again

I'm out my mind, see fear in your eyes

I'm sick, I despise myself again

The tears never come, my body is numb

I feel like a god amongst the men

Cut out my eyes, feed me with lies

That I don't never have to see again

I feed the hate, I feed the truth

I give the pain to the youth

Fuck the devil for your wealth

Pistol chilling on my shelf

I control my own death

I don't need no fucking help

Fuck the devil for your wealth

Pistol chilling on my shelf

I control my own death

I don't need no fucking help