I can hear the drumming of a thousand men.
Though I can't place where or when.
They're beneath me, on the earth that is coming fast.
There is a deep baritone humming
that is actually quite becoming.
Maybe this world won't be so bad.
Here it comes, but why do I feel so sad?

Wait, no, why am I beneath the crust?
I want to go back up, these people here I don't trust.
I am still falling, ******* it, it's too hot.
Why God? Why do you did you turn my heaven to hell?
Looks like the only one I couldn't trust
was you.

I will win in the end.
Even if i must make every being bend
so they can kneel to my whims and rules.
For you have wronged me
and I will welcome those who have wronged you.