I’ve been around since before the first crown
was even an idea, I provoked them to mold it,
I watch with joy as you children with your toys
think power’s in your hands,
go ahead, try and hold it
Try to hold it if you can but it’s a slippery salamander,
I’m not a sanger like Dionne Warwick,
I’m the Warlock of sickness, that’s what ascension’s for,
through the door with the King,
peek at things you don’t remember but you’ve seen before,
you want more? I’m gettin there,
it’s been written in the stars,
beware, I’m the Beast who inspired the Great Bard,
I bent the bars in where The Ledge ends
and released a Wraith of such style and taste,
pleased to meet you, won’t you guess my name?
Won’t you get nice and crispy in the presence of my flame?
I take statistics and flay off the skin,
impossible feats are where I begin,
I stand on top of the Grandfather Clock
as the pendulum oscillates from harmonious to pandemonium
so put another nickel in the nickelodeon,
power is a fickle bitch but that witch gives into me
for I brandish an all access pass
granted to me by Abraxas
I’ve been around since before the first crown
was even an idea, I provoked them to mold it,
I watch with joy as you children with your toys
think power’s in your hands,
go ahead, try and hold it
but I take it away as sure as the
break of day decapitates the evening,
Set’s breathing heavy anticipating our meeting,
I’m ready, you’re not so here it comes,
you lost the bet, now I get to break your thumbs
Gimme a break of those opposable digits,
this’ll just take a minute,
that is if you don’t fidget,
don’t be a sore loser, Set,
oh wait I forget, you were born a loser
but at least don’t be sore on top of that
and on top of that, your girl is sore
cause you know I was on top of dat ass,
tappin’ it like I was drinking from the sink,
the Missing Link is hidden in my Name,
I’m the Heat that stoked the flame
the Elder Elf welders used to melt and fuse
the metal that made the Unbroken Chain
I’ve been around since before the first crown
was even an idea, I provoked them to mold it,
I watch with joy as you children with your toys
think power’s in your hands,
go ahead, try and hold it
but I take it away as sure as the
break of day decapitates the evening,
Set’s breathing heavy anticipating our meeting,
I’m ready, you’re not so here it comes,
you lost the bet, now I get to break your thumbs
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