

(whoaaah) (OTC) Acknowledge the reign, the head of the table
This crown of thorns is more than a fable
Heavy is the steps when you carry the tribe
No room for weak in this battle-worn vibe (OTC)
There's no escape from the layout
(no escape) This is the trap where you stay out
Welcome to the death trap,
original tribal chief No mercy on the throne,
no room for belief We rule with an iron fist,
lay you on your back Acknowledge the king when we launch the
attack
(acknowledge me)
Gold around the waist,
blood on the floor
They line up for the crown,
but we bar the door
One by one, the pretenders will fall
I hold the scepter,
commanding them all (hahaha)
(acknowledge... acknowledge...) Only one king stays on the mountain side
Under the weight of our family pride (OTC)
Welcome to the
death trap, original tribal chief No mercy on the throne,
no room for belief We rule with an iron fist,
lay you on your back Acknowledge the king when we launch the
attack
(acknowledge me) (OTC)
(acknowledge me) (whoaaah)