Someone's got a God Complex... URGENT NEWS!

ATTENTION LOWLY SUBJECTS! It has come to my attention that you puny underlings have not been giving me the respect I, as Admin, require. So, I have instituted some new rules:

1) I am ALWAYS right. NO EXCEPTIONS.
2) I require that you address me "Sir Toz, you sexy beast who I worship".
3) DON'T MENTION THE HAIR!

Also, reports have been coming in about a group of anarchists led by one "Grammar Police" plotting against my person. If you catch wind of these dissidents, you shall be rewarded.

PAY RESPECTS TO SIR TOZ (THAT SEXY BEAST WHOM YOU WORSHIP) BELOW!

Wait, what?

Well, SIR TOZ (THAT SEXY BEAST WHOM I WORSHIP), I think I just signed my life away...

Yeeeees... bow to me!

Y'know what I'm thinking, Oh, Lord Toz-of-Mine?

Taste me and you'll see
All you really need
Dedicated to
How I'm killing you!


Time runs faster
Obey your master
Your life burns faster
Obey your master!
Master!
Master of Puppets, I'm pulling your strings
Twisting your mind, killing things
Without me, you can't even sing
Just call my name 'cause I hear you scream
Master!
Master!
Just call my name 'cause I hear you scream
Master!
Master!

I am the only puppet master around here!

No, that song was MASTER OF PUPPETS. THE PUPPET MASTER is by King Diamond.

Now, what shall we sing to OUR TOZ AND KING, oh how shall we sing to hiiiiiiiiiiiimm?

King and Lionheart by Of Monsters And Men. Only the best for the best!

I'm feeling devious...

Kill the king, we didn't need him anyway.
Kill the king....