Death Sentence.
Life, for me is death, Death for me is birth. This world be the last one For millions I have gone Before I came upon the throne Made of shattered glass and cold steel. I thought I could be the King of Kings In a world that stings Me with the vicious tail Made of poisonous zeal; too strong To make this fair and just kingdom, A mere place, staged for my martyrdom. I bid farewell to you all, For I'm going far to the soul Embracing the stench of Humanity Where even gods have lost their dignity What more can I tell and bear? The words whispered from the heart of a Lair!