King of the Rotten
Here we stand before the call Accused of fire, it's too cold and you're too old for me it's time to expire Serve to see of what could be Burn the freak and set him free Outta sight outta sight outta time And you're way outta line They cool the tongue to tame the flame We burn the soul and still remain They freeze the tongue to stay the same Control me... Cast the stone when in Rome Thick as a brick and the lambs alone Bend the knee but don't you pray for me cause I fly for free Finding flame without a name Holy sound and no sustain Outta sight outta sight outta time And you're way outta line They cool the tongue to tame the flame We burn the soul and still remain They freeze the tongue to stay the same Control me... Free to run deaf and numb Lock and load unholy son within reach bleach the leach He's a smoking gun Serve to see of what could be Burn the freak and set him free Outta sight outta sight outta time and you're way outta line They cool the tongue to tame the flame We burn the soul and still remain They freeze the tongue to stay the same Control me...
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Nov 08, 2025
I’ve heard it before I don’t want to hear it again I’ve heard it before I just want to shut you up Fuck all you people who can’t see my side I’ve got my own strategies for my life I’ve seen the emptiness in your ways Don’t tell me how to make my way I’ve heard it before I don’t want to hear it again I’ve heard it before I just want to shut you up Pressure rising pressure falling almost everyday Going clear outta my mind oh God another day Don’t forget you socks don’t forget your shoes Mamas little baby, fuck no I’ve heard it before I don’t want to hear it again I’ve heard it before I just want to shut you up Fuck all you people who can’t see my side I’ve got my own strategies for my life I’ve seen the emptiness in your ways Don’t tell me how to make my way I’ve heard it before
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Nov 08, 2025
If I was king of all the rotten stealing filth from those forgotten would you be my queen of this desperate land, do you give a damn? What if I had to scold you listen once but never tried and true What if I had to trade you for another man, do you think I can? I won't call on the angels no beating on the line as I turn to amputate... I'm bleeding on you What if you were torn in two what if I wanted to be like you what if I was high like an aeroplane, would you look at me the same? I won't call on the angels no beating on the line as I turn to amputate... I'm bleeding on you If we walked side by side would you step stab my back and kill my pride or would you fall ahead, or would you move behind, tell me what's unkind Now if I was king of all the rotten stealing filth from those forgotten would you be my queen of this desperate land, do you think I give a damn? I won't call on the angels no beating on the line as I turn to amputate... I'm bleeding on you
Submitted by BloodShrine — Apr 25, 2025