Beelzebub

[Goldenwings]

I am coming looking low like a supercar

God please lift me up quick


The ladder stinks

i am coming on a mule, the slave recognise the master the day of halloween

I have the hunchback of notre dame

Thunder glorify me while the virgin moan my name


I won't let this be a cold bath, Hercule.


With the golden mask and wings, I am crying like a baby holding the general sword dripping with the ennemy and allys blood


The horse dragging my superiority got a whip


i became ugly as kafkas insect


King Beelzebub is this my power or yours

i repent with a mask, you who expect a lion to feed on grass

lenght of time indeed makes the arrogance and the title meet

my moan impregnate reality

upon reaching the end , i choose to troll again as a human

upon changing costumes, i forgot who i am, and forgot that i am not yet i am

i am the universe drunk with knowledge

i am the universe masturbating with the illusion of union for every nymph is of my essence