Spurn the Outstretched Hand

I contend with isolation I demand glorification Crumbling weak I sink and splinter When my needs denied Those who deprive me will be punished Those who extol me, played and used No one is worthy of my kindness No one spared my abuse Thieving, my words conniving What's yours is mine I spurn the outstretched hand Feasting as my brothers dying There lives are mine Let them, choke on my refuse Sociopathic self obsession Skulking hissing spineless worm Desperate to retain possession Deceit lurks at every turn I can't relinquish my hunger for power I cannot respite my vigilant eye My kingdom I'd forfeit if I faltered To treacherous traitors awaiting with knives Your lies invite me The most exquisite vice Your spite entices me To infect your life --- Spurn the Outstretched Hand - Revocation