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He was King

He's not our King

The Count, The Lord

Saint Germain

Is not who he once was

He has changed, he is deranged

His descension

So fast and full of blood

Take me away from this place

As quick as my feet can

Weeks in chains has rendered me

Weakened and it's hard to stand

But nothing will keep me here

No longer is he a man

One thing is for sure

The tales of horror will never leave this land

Our land

He was our King

He's no longer our King

Lord turned terror, terror

Lord turned terror, terror

Lord turned terror, terror

Shattered mirrors

On my walls

Going from room to room

Hiding my lost visage

Confirmation

Of the beast I have become

Deliver me far from here

Make my face not my own

Erase my thought from my peers

Give me skills that I can hone

I will do this for you

For I know what you were shown

In return I ask of you

Craft me a vessel for the human soul

Do you remember

When you first set sight on me

Your heart it clambered

I think it skipped a beat

I am

The one that made your curse possible

I'm what made you immortal

In my palm you are