convinced that im the only one watching i see the plot twist and turn
to deter us from the long run when we know its the same out come
so whats the point in giving them the power is it fear that keeps us in check? or is it that we all feel blessed is it that we all feel blessed?
i am all the thing you hate the boiling blood in your veins the pounding in your brain
i am here to decay to make you feel worthless and dead
i am the shadow who lives in your head the one that you cant escape bow before me i am your king of the crypts and tombs of the inner mind the ruler of deamos and fears alike
predetermine fate for an entire race
i cannot breathe in this state
the walls get smaller but my urge grows stronger
leave it all behind they whisperd softly i can not live at this rate
their doubt gets taller but my care grows no longer
my morale is getting smaller
from my eyes witness to slaughter i am so sick of the slaughter
you're a victim of false prison dreams
bow to me i am your king
the king of your screams corrupting your dreams decayed at the seams it's the work of my team or so it would seem cant you see the deadking is only a theme it's all in your dreams
so whats the point in giving them the power is it fear that keeps us in check? or is it that we all feel blessed is it that we all feel blessed?