King of pain

All hail
The King of Pain

So disconnected
It's become lame

Friends words burn
Like acid fire

Billowing smoke
Just grows higher

Fortuitous find
Or an act of good will

Goes unnoticed
When you're looking for a kill

I'm an easy prey
Go ahead and take your shot

And if you get your mark
Just leave my body to rot

I've got nothing to offer
Better off dead
Save yourself
From this messed up head

Don't be waiting
For a twenty one gun salute

Save your tears for someone
Not covered in soot

I had my chance
And washed it down the drain

So bow down, but don't worship
The King of Pain