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is! I deserve the throne, the sceptre and the cloakwoven out of blood. Is the crown for me? Yes, it is! I deserve the cloak woven out of blood, because of blood
under a blood-red sky, the king still sup- press the rebellian lie. He is the one, the self-chosen son, master of the throne he rules upon. The sacred
screams From the throne of your desperation I killed them all and stole their land Enslaved the blacks and slaughtered the red man In God we trusted and I gave birth
violent screams From the throne of your desperation I killed them all and stole their land Enslaved the blacks and slaughtered the red man In God we trusted and I gave birth
evil, birth of a wicked whore He swore to destroy his army of death and free the land under his bloody reign that began as he killed the Wise, conquering the throne
