The King and the Servant - Figure Of Six

I’m Like The Thunder For Light

I’m Walking On The Line Between Natural And Divine

I Feel Your Whispers, I Take Your Life

I Own The Ground, The Sky, The Air And Your Mind

Stay On Your Knees, Licking My Feet

Don’t Raise Your Head, Don’t Breathe My Air, You Don’t Exist

Give Up Your Wisdom, All You Will See

It’ll Be My Darkness, Your Devotion In My Cruelty

Look At The King, In His Vain Majesty

You Are The Fool In The Presence Of (The) God Father’s Agony

Greeting His Name, Choking With Lies Hidden By Black Grubby Teeth

Shine In Your Wonderful Dress

Of Scratched Naked Skin

Burn In Your Black Flamed Heat

What Have I Done (To) Deserve This Sin Fate?

All Of My Breaths Are Knifes Inside My Sick And Cold Chest

This Is A Whisper, Last One Again,

Cause Your Existence Make My Own Without Hope, Man

I Keep Praying For Your Soul,

In The Night, Far Away From Your Light, I Cry

All Of Your Weakness Push You Down To The

Darkness Cause It’s Faith Defines Your Sickness

Keeping On My Cry, I Can’t Find No Mercy From You, God

You Gonna Die, You Gonna Die,

You Gonna Suffer From My Pain Till You Slowly Die!

Look At My Ring: Could You See Some Defects On It?

Nothing Except A Golden Circle Forged With Geometry

There Are Two Points: One In The End And One In The Beginning

They Are The Difference Between

My Power And Your Misery

Now You Kneel Down And Kiss It.