Zafakon - Fall

Here I come to knock you down off your high throne
Up in the clouds

Watch me climb
Watch me rise
As with no remorse
I take what's mine

(chorus)

Pathetic excuse for existence
Disgusting show of pride
Lost what you never had
Betrayal was your own demise

You now fall
You landed hard
And curse the moment you
Let down your guard

Now I stand
Stand my ground
On the highest mountain Looking down

Keep on crawling
On your knees
On a rotting carcass
You will feed

Putrid waste
Pestilent
Torn up body
Foul taste

As I sit
I watch you slither
Desperate for revenge
Your patience withers

From the darkness
A binding light
You're stained with words
I now recite

(chorus)