Sunday, December 05, 2004




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Broken down, feeling naked
Leaving me unfulfilled
Promising compromise
Championing mediocrity

I reveal a deceiver
In the highest seat in the land
His idle hands the Devil's workshop
Generate more smoke than heat

Time and time again What you said ain't what you mean
Even if all my bones are broken I will drag myself back from the edge to

Kill the King, The King is dead, Long live the King

I am the King, God save the King

A new precedent in pain, a new precedent in pain
Mankind is blown to dust, mankind is blown to dust
An explosion of the Brain, an explosion of the Brain
Spontaneously combust, spontaneously combust

to Kill the King, The King is dead, Long live the King







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