I am the savior sent to rid the world of its fools and now I make the rules so bring me all of your riches and your jewels,
throw the corpses of the snitches in the ditches and let them sleep under the stars tonight I am laughing at you in my grave,
under all the dirt and decay since you wished me away catapult the culprit's head into town, should've ran for your life when the beast was down,
I'm not taking a holiday 'cause business is booming the beauties are swooning I'm not wiping my cares away they keep me from sleeping when the daylight is creeping do my bidding or be rid of me,
crucify this catastrophe, we are the highest highs and undertows the darkest minds with frail bones who fall drunk in love to drive ourselves home so stand in line to kneel at my throne, i found a place only gold hands touch me diamond ring fingers, each entrusted
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