Lies – And you fill their soulsWith all oppressions of this worldAnd all the glory you receive?So, What makes you supreme?Lies – Your crown is fallingI offer fantasyAnd you, you creator areBlind with envyLet the children come to meTheir mother loves me, so shall theyWoman, bleeding, ate my giftsMan was close behindJust like a snake I`m slitheringThru my world divine