The Fallen

I carry inside of me the corpse of a child died many years ago
sometimes I'm being asked where it might be...
S trangled by your stupid ingenious false stories
to show that I am good-bad-innocent-culpable as you need
to depict me - I'm proud that I've become the one you scorn most:
sometimes beautiful and stupid, mean and clever
I hate you, I hate your judgement, your senseless sentences,
you're just bastard sons of your own hypocrisy,
falsehood and envy - you're worth nothing in my head.

Now... I don't wanna hear human breath no more
I can't stand your presence,
just a morbid, misanthropical desire pervades my brain.
No longer will you corrode my liver with your goddamn voices.
Only with myself I can be reborn emperor
from this pulpit from which I will
Lie
Deceive
Enslave
Like an unfaithful, like an unfaithful, like an unfaithful