I sit upon An ornamented throne In front of those Who celebrate I'm gone My eyes of glass Witness the twisted mass They dance in joy I'm ignorance's toy
Pure child Immaculate Cold, white And innocent I give release From life in pain I am idol I am their hope I'm dead
Fanatic Ecstatic Obsessed Blessed with death
Stench of mortality My body rots away They boil my flesh Prolonged decay Extending this insanity
These Criminal Still Born lyrics are brought to you by the lyricsanimal team. If you are an artist who would like these Still Born lyrics removed, please email us at lyricsanimal@gmail.com with subject "remove song lyrics". All Criminal Still Born song lyrics and Criminal Still Born lyrics provided are property and copyright of their actual owners.