Lord Of This World

You're searching for your mind
Don't know where to start
Can't find the key to fit the lock
On your heart
You think you know but you are
Never quite sure
Your soul is ill but you
Will not find a cure
Your world was made
For you by someone above
But you chose evil ways
Instead of love
You made me master
Of the world where you exist
The soul I took from you was
Not even missed
Lord of this world evil possessor
Lord of this world
He's your confessor now
You think you're innocent
You've nothing to fear
You don't know me you said
But isn't it clear
You turn to me in all your worldly
Greed and pride
But will you turn to me when
It's your turn to die