Whispers in my mind tell me to kill my kind Through many a moon, Ive been king above warriors Ive grown decrepitly, death lurks while I steep Fearing the end I bred a long line heirs Sucking the life from me Sometimes I hear screams in my head Tells me that I must see my children dead Of their flesh I must feed Theyll give me immortality Kill, kill, kill, kill! Die, die, die, die! Devour, devour, devour! Its too lace. time to eviscerate in my heart I only feel hate Worry no more my son. your pain will soon be gone You shall live for evermore to my flesh you must all regress Stop screaming, you will serve to a superior being New kingdoms will be born upon corpses and bones Ill crown myself with my the entrails of my progeny Eating, feasting, nurturing my body and soul While I cannibalize I realize the truth of life I feel alive! I breathe again! Tonight a special dinner will be served upon my butchered scions Cups of blood, roasted legs, the food I will ingurgitate Nobody will ever know our little secret My hounds will munch your bones Kingdoms have come with a regent that has been born My rotten childrens skins my clothes will adorn Dancing, feasting, I am complete once more My existence is endless, I will never be hoar Alas, misfortune has arrived to me A witness of my killing spree Extermination, your salvation Rip your tongue off your mouth Rotten mind, rotten soul, rotten life, rotten throne Rot and cry on your own, rot and die all alone Feasting upon the butchered Feasting upon the slain
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