The Rotten King - A Night In Texas

The death of mankind is slowly approaching

The blind believers lead the mass

Our ignorance will be our demise

Bow to me

I am the reason for your misery

Infecting the weak and spreading religious hypocrisy

I am the false creator

But my minions still follow my way

The blind lead the blind

Hiding filth in disguise

The rotten king will rise

You can’t run

Your time has come to serve the rotten king

You can’t talk

Your mouth sewn from the inside out

He cleaves a new path right infront of our eyes

As a result of religious superstition

forged on lies

This is the las and only call for repent

The spineless mindless will follow with ill intent

Hell has it’s plan of evil

We will all be buried

If we have not chosen to bow down and call him god

Bow to me

I am the reason for your misery

Infecting the weak and spreading religious hypocrisy

I am the false creator

But my minions still follow my way

The blind lead the blind

Hiding filth in disguise

None will be left alive

The rotten king will rise

King of torment

Your pain and all your suffering

Will no longer be based on book of lies

the foundation of your belief will crumble at my feet

This is what we get for endless misery

Following like we cannot see

Now he may feed upon the rest of humanity

The death of mankind is slowly approaching

The blind believers lead the mass

Our final hour awaits

Lifeless servants of the earth

I am the end of everything you once had known

Dismembered bodies construct my throne!