Xeroxed کے بول

Fall from grace False Messiah Laid to waste Amidst desire Never found The fuel that feeds The fire of your passion Carbon copy Xeroxed soul Redundant thought assassin Regurgitate All you hear And claim it as your own Step on those From which you stole On your path to the throne Sink your teeth in decadence Manipulate the crown Drink the wine And toast us all For we will take you down