The King Of Hell

The King Of Hell

You are the king,
The king of hell.
The faceless one,
That no one sees.
You lie, you cheat,
For your pleasure.
No remorse, no mercy,
No life spared.

Your place in hell,
Upon the throne.
You could beat the devil,
At his own treacherous game.
Blood be spilled, life be taken,
Not a finger, would you lift.
No remorse, no mercy,
No life spared.

The strings you pull,
The people your puppets.
Your world your sandbox,
In which, you control every grain.
You manipulate, you control,
The people your pawns.
No remorse, no mercy,
No life spared.

You are the king,
The king of hell.
Upon your throne,
All is yours.
The people, the monsters, the liars, the players,
All on your chess board.
Each of them pawns, rooks, bishops and knights,
Yet no queen for the king.

Who rules them all, with,
No remorse, no mercy,
No life spared.

The king of Hell...