I, The Breather - Crown Me King lyrics

We've become ill from the power constricted in our minds We are a mark of the beast our father claimed us not to be Why must we take strength from a man so pure And laugh at the words he claimed would set us a**ail? A stranger, A man falling astray... I know your screaming to help but somethings must be! We are not good, We are not proud! Move onwards and let your wings be our light We have fallen into the arms of a bad man.. And we will weep until the light shines down! Take the hand of this certainty His vultures gather to steal every little piece of our souls.. The Rotten and decayed words ohh... They speak "Crown me your king for all my wrong doings youve never seen my purest actions" We are a mark of the beast our father claimed us not to be My father please guide us in prosperity