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. Set in my fortress up on my hill. Drinking the wine till I've had my fill. Building up high my castle walls. Oh to veil my splendid fall. I present you this crown of worms. Surrounding myself with misery. Drawn curtains heavy of my history. Exquisite I am perfect unity. On my left hand is false majesty. I feign affection refute 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 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 agony of truth. My power of will. My judgment and chain. My end is knowledge and conscience of guilt. My final confusion hidden from me till I'm done