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    i am the author, dream up your pain
    drink as did bacchus, rebel just like cain
    lord of the city, i shall remain
    all pandemonium, i shall reign
    sit in my fortress, up on my hill
    drinking the wine, 'til i've had my fill
    building up high, my castle walls
    oh, to veil my splendid fall

    i present you, i present to you,
    i present you this crown of worms

    surrounding myself with mysery
    drawn curtains heavy of my history
    exquisite i am, perfect unity
    on my left hand is false majesty
    i feign affection, efute the true story
    dispute with creation, the lie is my glory
    i care for no one, my gospel is death
    for me the light's gone, only darkness is left

    i present you, i present to you,
    i present you this crown of worms

    as black in deed, as cold as stone
    a commandment of one, as proud as gold
    as neglected in spirit, as time is old
    as legion is numbers, as legend is told
    i am alone, with the agony of truth
    my power of will, my judgement and chain
    my end is knowledge and conscience of guilt,
    my final confusion hidden from me till i'm done
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