DEATH THRONE

 

Obsessed with the reflections 

In shards of broken glass that surround me 

My soul growing colder

The gold on my shoulder bears down 

Everywhere you run 

Everywhere that you hide 

Everywhere you run 

Everywhere that you hide 

In the end we are broken 

All our pieces are stolen 

Left with silence of words unspoken

We die alone 

Consumed by its perfection 

This crown of broken glass now defines me 

My blood runs colder 

The reign crashes down 

Every little piece of me

Every single part of me 

Pulling at the seams slowly 

Tearing my reality 

Every little piece of me

Every single part of me 

Pulling at the seams slowly 

Tearing me apart 

In the end we are broken 

All our pieces are stolen 

Left with silence of words unspoken

All must carry this burden 

We die alone we die alone 

We die alone 

We die alone 

In the end we are broken 

Etched to this stone

All our pieces are stolen 

So far from home 

All must carry this burden 

We die alone we die alone 

LYRICS: BRADSHAW | ROWLANDS | PRESTON

MUSIC: BRADSHAW | ROWLANDS | CROWTHER