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What are you looking at?
You are all bunch of fucking assholes
You know why?
You don't have the guts to be what you wanna be
There was a time when I thought I belong
Oh for so long, I was only so wrong
How could I ever think I fit into place?
'Cause even the world isn't enough for me
Fuck the world
I create my own rules
And ethics are only for the lambs of the god
Who controls the trade, does name the lords
So when the laws were anywhere near right?
Rise my puppets, rise till you fall
You are not who you are till the enter black fire
Feel, don't think, do not deprecate
You are not you till the past is on fire
Dance my puppets, dance till you die
The world is within and waiting to be fucked
So do I and so do you
We are not we till the world is on fire
Fuck the laws
We are our own gods
We bow to no one and do what we want
I spit on your grave, I murder your god
When I forge the world to look like me
Rise my puppets, rise till you fall
You are not who you are till the enter black fire
Feel, don't think, do not deprecate
You are not you' till the self is on fire
Fly my puppets, fly till you arise
Above the limits set only by others
Go on, go on, feel the power of wrong
Like a glimpse of enlightenment
You searched for so long
"If you kill one man you are a murderer
If you kill millions, you are conqueror
But if you kill everyone it makes you a god!"
There was a time when I thought I belong
Oh for so long, I was only so wrong
How could I ever think I fit into place?
'Cause even the world isn't enough for me
Rise my puppets, rise till you fall
You are not who you are till the enter black fire
Feel, don't think, do not deprecate
You are not you' till the self is on fire
Fly my puppets, fly till you arise
Above the limits set only by others
Go on, go on, feel the power of wrong
Like a glimpse of enlightenment
You searched for so long
"If you kill one man you are a murderer
If you kill millions, you are conqueror
But if you kill everyone it makes you a god!"
Rise my puppets, rise till you fall
You are not who you are till the enter black fire
Feel, don't think, do not deprecate
You are not you till the self is on fire
Fly my puppets, fly till you arise
Above the limits set only by others
Go on, go on, feel the power of wrong
Like a glimpse of enlightenment
You searched for so long
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