作词 : Hoare, Millard, Turner, Ward Twisted tyrant master Headed for disaster I want the cities to crash and burn Heading to the country I know they'll never catch me I'll take what's mine and I'll never return Prophet to the unborn A primal need for scorn Can't put a price on my sanity Preacher for the suffering I'm the king of nothing But I will reign for eternity I think I'm losing my mind Got no conception of right These visions scarring my brain I'm slowly going insane Come kneel before me Let the world abhor me My words will lead you from misery My own religion My sadistic vision I'm turning death into prophecy I think I'm losing my mind Got no conception of right These visions scarring my brain I'm slowly going insane I think I'm losing my mind Got no conception of right These visions scarring my brain I'm slowly going insane