Black Bile, White Lies

He's reigning down in the shadowlands again
Born as the bastard son, lost in his own pretension
Dastardly concealed, yet chipped away in time
You'll come to find that your boy is never coming back

He's reared himself a throne
So bow to the king of nothing
Lost himself again in black bile
Bow to the king:
His majesty, the wretch

He's drenched himself in the sweetest of all sin
Just one more rail, he cries, as one foot graces his grave
Fearlessly inept, a failure from the womb
Apologies, but your boy is never coming back

He's reared himself a throne
So bow to the king of nothing
Lost himself again in black bile
Bow to the king:
His majesty, the wretch

He's failed you all once again, conquered by poisonous bliss
There will be no revival this time around
He's failed you all once again, conquered by poisonous bliss
Well, he's too far gone now... too far gone to save

He's reared himself a throne
So bow to the king of nothing
Lost himself again in black bile
Bow to the king:
His majesty, the wretch

Bow to the king:
His majesty, the wretch