Lies - And you fi will their souls With all oppressions of this world And all the glory you receive? So, What makes you supreme? Lies - Your crown is falling I offer fantasy And you , you creator are Blind with envy
Let the children come to me Their mother loves me, so shall they Woman, bleeding, ate my gifts Man was close behind Just like a snake Imslithering Thru my world divine And like the cat Imstalking I will take your soul and You will Be like me In emptiness, free
Just bow to me faithfully Bow to me splendidly
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