The Subtle Death of Kings

You are ruler to none

You seek to destroy everything I have become

Well the walls I have built
Seem to tear themselves apart

You seek all/any help
You're tyranny needs the spread
like a virus needs a host
like a disease needs us in order for it to grow

Seek no further
You're end has come
In the form of pure justice
and unbridled truth

for your perverted reign
I will have your head

I am not alone
They are silent killers but
I am not alone
we are silent killers
and we roam together
and alone

this is our means to an end
and we will go down fighting
until there is none of us left

now begins, the subtle death of kings.