Please allow me
to start to feed my ego.
It shits out my mouth,
and feeds your ears.
Let's Sing The Mantra.
"I am one,
And one is plenty.
Let's Pray to God,
we live past twenty!"
We build up the revolution
in old coal towns.
Where the rifles will one day
march proudly from the underground.
I'll be there on a pedestal,
Fat as an English King.
Feasting on the flesh of children
while the remaining
come to me to sing.
What a glorious world
we live in when the ego reigns supreme
Where you wipe the dirt from your face
and massage into it a high exfoliating cream.
Let's sing the second refrain.
"One is him,
and strong is one.
Forever our father,
forever his son."
God, what a mind I've got.
Even Lazarus envies me.
I've led the revolution,
opened the eyes of the blind who see.
Let's Sing the Coda.
"Now I am lost,
but with I'm found,
He'll lead me to the graveyard
Just ouside of town"
I'll be King,
The dictator Imperial.
If you plan on stopping me
You must do it now.
What a land of lust I'd breed.
Junkies in the alleys who
get exactly what they need.
Whores who run rampant,
devouring seed with haste,
who don't do it for the money,
but because they love the taste.
It's a wicked world we live.
and my ego is reality.
We pray to the dollar,
the most unforgiving deity.
Hail Lust, Vice, Greed, and Death.
Because you are already dying
when you take your first breath.
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Submission Name: The Deity Of Ego
