I am the author, dream up your pain
Drink as did bacchus, rebel just like cain
Lord of the city, I shall remain
All
pandemonium, I shall reign
Sit in my fortress, up on my hill
Drinking the wine, 'til I've had my fill
Building up high, my castle
walls
Oh, to veil my splendid fall
I present you, I present to you,
I present you this crown of worms
Surrounding
myself with mysery
Drawn curtains heavy of my history
Exquisite I am, perfect unity
On my left hand is false majesty
I feign
affection, efute the true story
Dispute with creation, the lie is my glory
I care for no one, my gospel is death
For me the
light's gone, only darkness is left
I present you, I present to you,
I present you this crown of worms
As black in deed,
as cold as stone
A commandment of one, as proud as gold
As neglected in spirit, as time is old
As legion is numbers, as legend is
told
I am alone, with the agony of truth
My power of will, my judgement and chain
My end is knowledge and conscience of
guilt,
My final confusion hidden from me till I'm done