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Blood of wounds, fill the streets
her tears sorrow, saturate dry wells
my sicken flesh, carries our burden
my cross to bare, for my sins
-crown me i am godlike-
Now will reign, over the decay
the sun will burn, my kingdom of dust
all my subjects, slaves to machine
my throne is bleak, i inherit hell
-crown me i am godlike-
Blood of wounds, will fill the streets
her tears sorrow, saturate dry wells
my sicken flesh, carries our burden
my cross to bare, for my sins
-crown me i am godlike-