paroles de chanson SIRE OF SIN - Cryptopsy

Raised as a king
Silver spoon gaped mouth
Orgiastic prophecies proclaimed
That I, Davidito would be the heir apparent

Sired through God's whore
Cultivated by Father's harem
Eagerly fellated innocent young hands
Sowing unholy seeds

A ritualistic communion
Revered and idolized, I was immortalized
The sacred scriptures condemned
The children of God

My threshold depleted
Their ideals beyond sadistic
I then attempted to disassociate
Myself from the family

I was discovered, beckoned and beseeched
To once again don their crown
Wrathful obsessions, retribution for the damned
Murder on the horizon, my patience was pristine

Maybe fate will smile on me
God of war, God of revenge
Maybe they will grant me happy hunting, we shall see
Finally a glint of reprieve an inkling of hope
Inches closer

Inches closer to Mama
Inches closer to closure
Inches
Closer

Lips sealed tight, torture may provoke
Relevant confession my device unveiled
A few swift jerks testing its potency
Her throat slashed, the frightened perplexed
Guiltless eyes faded out

Disillusioned in the backseat
Cold steel up against my temple
I close my eyes with such relief
And I squeeze to end
The story of Davidito

In some way, some of us are gonna be around to see those fuckers burn
Burn
Burn
Burn