Lord Of This World Lyrics
Can't find the key to fit the lock on your heartYou think you know but you are never quite sureYour soul is ill but you will not find a cure.Your world was made for you by someone aboveBut you chose evil ways instead of love.You made me master of the world where you existThe soul i took from you was not even missed.Lord of this world evil possessorLord of this world he's your confessor now!
Brutal Truth Lord Of This World