I Rule کے بول

I was crowned a king in a womb, tore my mother apart at birth, gnawed at my father's bones, then gave them to the earth Bowels of a grave turned loose, spat out the one the reaper couldn't use. I RULE! I crawled into the moonlight. The sky fixed me with its stare, filled me with razorteeth and covered me in hair. Did you ever think that the stink of the flesh I suck, would be you, sad fuck. I RULE! The holy insult at the face of all divine. Purity of damnation is mine. There's a place that I must find in order to explode. The hell pales beside me as I spill my load. Bowels of a grave turned loose, spat out the one the reaper couldn't use. Time to burn the inhuman torch. Rip and slash, impale and scorch! I RULE!