Desolate, reprobate,unrepentant renegade
He crash-and-burned from trying to levitate
Hell awaits, death a date, his screams would get to Heaven’s gate
He crash-and-burned from running life at a deadly pace
He crash-and-burned from ignoring that his bed’s in flames
He crash-and-burned and his demons came out to celebrate
He’s ashes now, his demons have no where to stay
What is that big sound? It seems to cause the earth to shake
Next thing the wind starts howling, then it breaks the urn
And the ashes starts floating, then began to turn
The figure rose like Lazarus, the figure rose like the Phoenix
The figure spoke with a fiery tongue, the figure said “It is finished”
This is the account of the villagers who were displaced
Because the figure torched the homes of those who dared to gaze-
-Upon his face. This is true, you do need not a picture to believe
Because Hell spat the man back and the demon who came with the figure was ME.

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