The [bad word] of Man (Something Wicked, part 2) - 2008

Look at you now, exalted no more
 Scorging’s left your blood soaked into the floor
 For having the sight you will pay a heavy price
 Martyr for mankind, contrived sacrifice

 Let all your children pray
 You’ve washed their sins away
 I’ll bring the suffering
 Let all your children pray
 I [bad word] their way
 I’ll [bad word] the king

 Look at you now, you pathetic little man
 With spear I pierce your hide, destiny in my hand
 For all mine have lost your fate will intertwine
 Your death will polarize, resurrection will divide

 Let all your children pray
 You’ve washed their sins away
 I’ll bring the suffering
 Let all your children pray
 I [bad word] their way
 I’ll [bad word] the king

 Like all false seers, you’re formed to fit the plan
 Unsuspecting pawns to the detriment of man
 And as your worlds collide
 War will bring the suffering
 And to that end I’ll [bad word]  I’ll [bad word] the king

 Let all your children pray
 You’ve washed their sins away
 I’ll bring the suffering
 Let all your children pray
 I [bad word] their way
 I’ll [bad word] the king