Kings Curse

[Kevin] Sold my soul to the devil for a shot at his success Now every banner bears the Algernon crest New World Order revolution generation Xavier to Magneto Yin and Yang affiliation The Good and The Bad getting ugly when they’re mixed Wrath of a God just to prove that he exists The mantra stands strong, power over everything Tearing down the heavens just to hear how the angels sing Praise is emblazoned acclaim running ancient Century’s remember me in songs texts and paintings My palace is the atlas the seas are my tapestries Blood in my chalice a war stained legacy Legendary lifestyle conquer every enemy Taking all I can cuz I’m damned for eternity Sold away my soul, chaos is the feeder Bow down to your leader all hail King Reaper [Hook] Kings crown Polished gold Curses live Stories told We survive Golden herse Kings will die (Long live the curse) (Long live the curse) From kingdom come In every verse Kings will die Long live the curse [Chris (Gatsby)] Nuggets in the ground glimmering like fools gold Mouth of king midas just tryna get the truth told Eye on the prize see the riches like Smeagol Thought they were defended but I laughed, made ‘em feeble Throne made of daggers and my crown is getting heavy Can’t go leaning back cause of snakes tryna get me Climbed the highest mountains did it all to get regal Got my own church cause King Henry made it legal Look down on my people but my power’s not divine Looked up and saw it, fought and made it mine Using prima nocta and I use the guise of justice Only end up using it on wives I find luscious Used to look down on Gatsby as a peasant Now take a look to who they payin their rent Nah Not giving up my kingdom for a horse Gatsby strikes em down and he’s showing no remorse [Hook] [Kevin] The god almighty everybody hails Caesar The life of a king play my death in theater A martyr for hire, the clothes are in the dryer The blood stains stayed but the hunts have all retired The gift of fire, a thief that we admired Prometheus greetings and fates undesired Life of a leader, Pius as I was Eyes can’t deny what I saw what I thought of What plagued me what made me insane drove me crazy It made me the mad man who you’ve been seeing lately My throne is a cradle my conscience is unable To process the life that I can’t tell from fables The gift of a curse is the power I possess And I can’t shake the hordes of the minds who obsess Gave the gift of the beat in the heart of your chest And I had to shake the ground to erase my footsteps (Kings Curse)