Lyric

Enslaved

By the ghost of the dead past

Twisting up the map

To drag me to the fucking dump

Your smiling face hides

The deception trying to conquer me

Sniffing with greedy eyes

Feed on vain, hollow lies

So shabby looking

A bunch of has-beens gathered like trash

Acting like a king

But you're just preaching to the choir

Go dust off all your toys

Back when you wore the crown, boy

Delusion, shattered, fade away

Look at you, rotting in the grave

Dead man on a chair

That drives me to go my own way

Rotting away

No wonder you're just washed up

Dead man on a chair

Quit obsessing over me

Go stroke your ego

With your mindless pawns somewhere not here

I did respect you

But you just ruin your own past

Flaunting those tarnished trophies... Pathetic

Let me end you, that's the love I can give you

Love me

These swine

Choose me

Are already history to me

Fucking prison

Who died and made you king?

Fucking prison

Since when do you call the shots?

Fucking prison

Shut up, know your place

Throne not worth passing down

End this now

Burn to the ground

Strip away your crown, shove it in the dirt now

Time is up

Rot there on your throne

Tear it all down, your world built in mud

Entombed

With your painted fool's gold

Sniffing with greedy eyes

Feed on vain, hollow lies

So shabby looking

A bunch of has-beens gathered like trash

Acting like a king

But you're just preaching to the choir

Wearing a paper crown

King of nothing, fucking fake