He is made of sh**
Wants not the glimpse of the sun
Wandering my pretty hides in his lover's c*nt
So he says to me you gotta let go of your beliefs
For i have seen men fall
Worth more than you'd ever be
So don't you see what i mean
Your mind could never conceive the knowledge that i possess
To share at my will
Oh my precious thing you stand out
But none can see
Bitter hollow soul
Pity the kingdom less king