Rat King

You strike, entirely nothing
Your little world comes crashing in;
If you'd discover a spine and stand behind your bullshit...
You trick none but the fool in your mind
The joke of your life is not lost on me
The more you ignore it the closer it gets
You've wasted your life
Perhaps you hope with time it will slip my mind
And you'll bound away
But my patience is great, and long is my hate;
And I’m unafraid. empty and inane, all phantom pain
No breath, no soul
Aim your arrows away
Your attacks are but waste
I remain unscathed
Weakling, coward, pretender, betrayer
Figure carved in filth
I hear you sing
Pretender, betrayer, rat king