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You claim you are a master on a throne built on lies

But you are a servant on everything that you despise

You want to spread fear just to gain your own respect

But all it takes is a moment of your own worthless regress

You are nothing more than a pathetic bastard

The shine of fools gold is now your own reward

I have swallowed everything you have given

And will show nothing from you have taken

Show me your true colours you coward or hide behind your masquerade curtain

Show me your true colours you coward your future will become so very uncertain

You cannot make all that has been done before

The chances and opportunities all walk out of the door

The pawns in your hands will all fall down now

As everything you have planned crumbles to the ground

As you begin to take the path to your very own daily grind

Fortune and fame will travel straight down into your mind

Let us all hope that this will all end in deconstructed vain

And the beginning of all of your bruises and all of your pain