Blood of wounds will fill the streets with
 Her tears sorrow saturate dry wells
 My sicken flesh carries our burden
 My cross to bare for my sins

 Crown me I am godlike

 Now I will reign over the decay
 The sun will burn my kingdom of dust
 All my subjects slaves to machine
 My throne is bleak, I inherit [bad word] 

 Crown me I am godlike
 Crown me I am godlike

 I've seen my fate

 I inherit [bad word] 
 I inherit world
 I inherit [bad word] 
 I inherit world

 Blood of wounds will fill the streets with
 Her tears sorrow saturate dry wells
 My sicken flesh carries our burden
 My cross to bare for my sins

 Crown me I am godlike
 Crown me I am godlike