I'm the world.
I'm the king.
This essence slip in everything.
You know you parts of piecies in it.

Crnwn of shit.
Taste of bitch.
I sell that face of lie good deed.
You know I don't love fomal case at all.


They doesn't make me fallin' deep.
Cause they clusified their name.
You'd try to help it from scars in me.
With or without human race.