I sit upon
An ornamented throne
In front of those
Who celebrate I'm gone
My eyes of gla**
Witness the twisted ma**
They dance in joy
I'm ignorance's toy
Pure child
Immaculate
Cold, white
And innocent
I give release
From life in pain
I am idol
I am their hope
I'm dead
Fanatic
Ecstatic
Obsessed
Blessed with d**h
Stench of mortality
My body rots away
They boil my flesh
Prolonged decay
Extending this insanity
Fanatic
Ecstatic
Obsessed
Blessed with d**h