So, Return to the King, or Exile Yourself... Lyrics

Dear God, I have control over this.
Do you honestly think that I care?
Forgive me, I'm committed,
and this is the reason that I'm still here.

You can say what you want to say,
but my names been on your lips,
and your eyes on me like you got it all figured out.

Get off the ground,
take a look around,
you're running your mouth like I run this town.
Like you got it all figured out,
like you got me all figured out.

I am the one you fear,
I am the one chasing you in your nightmares.
Don't be surprised by the look in my eyes
that i'm completely drained of fear.

Call the cops,
they can't protect you,
there'll be no murder weapon left at the scene.
Torn apart,
they cant collect you,
this is my warning no one is safe.

I wash my hands with the blood of weak men.
Don't act like you'll forget my name.