So I sat, waiting for the right time
For an opening to descend
From my throne, to the motherfucking ground
To plow the land with which I have been born
The disbelief
The uncomprehending fear of the unknown
Left me to suffer the drain of the failures around my throne
And the cowardly rejection of exception
With no god, to be god
I would be the only one who knows
With no god, to be god
I would be the only one who knows
So I sat, waiting for the right time
For an opening to descend
From my throne, to the motherfucking ground
To plow the land with which I have been born
To bring back the sun again
To live with fucking lungs
To live with fucking lungs
The incorruptible man, we endow our souls with
An incorruptible mind
The destruction, can you see the widespread of the pain
That pervades our world today
I hear you talking shit
But I'm not listening
I'm with the ones, with the ones
That are listening to
The world has lost the great possibility of saving itself from itself
But the sheep are content to just sit
Back and watch the world burn to dust
So I sat, waiting for the right time
For an opening to descend
From my throne, to the motherfucking ground
To plow the land with which I have been born
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