I awake in a pool of sweat,
but only I understand why.
While my body sleeps
my spirit haunts the earth,
but even awake I am the chief
of everything in the universe.
The angels and the demons
have come to me to bow down.
As I sleep we gore mormons
and terrorize the town.
The Legion traverses existence
destroying everything blocking my view.
We promenade over all of this
because I am the King in ultimate truth.
All of my demons sleep in their own room
and the angels have their own too,
but the house in which the reside is mine
and is shall always be throughout time
because I'll destroy everything that doesn't bow.
The junction of universe is now. The year 2012.
Keep on your knees and only look if you're worthy
otherwise you'll be dead like the rest tortured eternally.
I rule the powers of heaven and hell
with both satan and god's head
mounted on pikes above my bed
I'll destroy it all. The unworthy already fell.