Xeroxed

Fall from grace
False Messiah
Laid to waste
Amidst desire
Never found
The fuel that feeds
The fire of your passion

Carbon copy
Xeroxed soul
Redundant thought assassin

Regurgitate
All you hear
And claim it as your own
Step on those
From which you stole
On your path to the throne

Sink your teeth in decadence
Manipulate the crown
Drink the wine
And toast us all
For we will take you down