Pain dealer, why are you wearing that crown?
Hate feeder, don’t expect us to bow
Empty concealer, how dare you leave us without?
Grave leader, wave the flag of deceit
Fear seeder, contestation you reap
Nighthawk in fox fur you reign with a black plastic soul
But here is the voice that refuses your patrol
Feeding the lions
By chasing the storm
Superficial shepherd of liars
Blind to the child that is born
Feeding the fire of lust
Feeding the lions
Blind gazer, sell your words of belief
Storm raiser, thunder’s all you achieve
Lighting the fire that feeds the battalion of snakes
Nighthawk in power, your sceptre of fraud fills me with rage
You never know where I’ll go
Hidden ways that will never show
All you got is a dead man’s hand
I’ll be the serpent in your no man’s land
Your world ain’t mine
In my eyes, your gold doesn’t shine
Feeding the lions
By chasing the storm
Superficial shepherd of liars
Blind to the child that is born
Feeding the fire of lust
Feeding the lions
Your compass of greed has come to pass
On a slope to the shores on the edge of your life
On a train of salvation we beat it
The answer is riding the void
The machine of corruption conceived us
Feeding off words of deceit
As we fly on the wings of confusion
Divided ’til the great divide
Afterbirth of the earth’s suffocation
Moths to the flames of time
The weight of the world that surrounds us
Pulls the strings of the shepard of fire
We dance on the wings of confusion
Second coming to tame the tide
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