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Out in the wastelands they circled above On that cold Septemberday Had a good taste of evil and contempt The scapegoat never gets away Crown the king of crows Crowned by misery Crown the king of crows The wretch on a throne And their fangs dug deep into him King of sundown, prince of the weak The small bitches stung hard I can tell 'Cause the crow, that's me Crown the king of crows... Wanted to feel somekind of love He found it nowhere Where is the shelter of God He found it nowhere Crown the king of crows...