I am that man you were told about.
The king that came not with his crown,
a royalty long promised but didn't fight for the throne,
"I am him that still is."

Genty: If you say you are "him that still is"
would you forgive a harlot like me?
I've known the taste of many men,
I've cuddled with thiefs and stole their picks,
I've killed a man with a knife deep in his sleep
I'm like a ticking bomb without a beep!
I'm horrible, would you still have died for me?
Will you still die for me?

Him: My sweet genty, "a dead man can only die once."
I've died for you
Stop killing Yourself!
I've died for you my sweet genty so you might live.
I've died for you my sweet Gentiles.
I've died for you.
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