Cockroach King (Live in London 2024)

Tantalized by the cockroach and its promise

I fantasized about soaring with golden wings (Flying with gold wings)

Hypnotized by the cockroach and its promise

I was compromised by a treasure

That was fit for fools (Lured by a fool's gold)

The hunter draws closer to its prey

Vacantly I was gazing at the mirage

I yearned to be an apostle

Of the selfmade man

Hopelessly I bathed in my ignorance

Desperately toking on the roach of irony

My fickle fortune beckoned

A treasure fit for fools

The hunterdraws closer to its prey

I blindly wandered down the golden path

In pursuit of a misbegotten dream

The Great Gatsby whispered in my ear

The road from rags to riches leads nowhere

The grand illusion beckoned

With promises of deceit

The Cockroach King sits on his throne

With the Midas touch and a heart of stone

An empire built on guile and greed

A bleeding ground for those who heed

The grand illusion faded

The hunter snares its prey

I fear and loathe the cockroach

The mirage melts away

The Cockroach King sits on his throne

With the Midas touch and a heart of stone

An empire built on guile and greed

A bleeding ground for those who heed

Lured by a treasure that was fit for fools (Searching for the truth)

Lost in this labyrinth in search of the truth (With your promises of deceit)

Trapped in your kingdom built on greed and guile (Built on greed and guile)

Only to find the insects have multiplied

The Cockroach King of guile and greed

With a broken crown he's left to bleed

An empire falling to its knees

A bleeding ground for those who heed

I longed to be a disciple of the cockroach (Blinded-by-the-grand-illusion)

I was hopelessly (Blackened-wings-to-fly)

(The roach of irony)

Choking on the roach of fallacy

Thankfully (Burning-ashes-of-the-hunter)

(Actually when longed to be a disciple)

When the mirage finally melted

The impurity (Scattered-in-the-sky)

(Flying with black wings)

Of the cockroach was revealed to me