
DEATH THRONE
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Obsessed with the reflections
In shards of broken glass that surround me
My soul growing colder
The gold on my shoulder bears down
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Everywhere you run
Everywhere that you hide
Everywhere you run
Everywhere that you hide
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In the end we are broken
All our pieces are stolen
Left with silence of words unspoken
We die alone
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Consumed by its perfection
This crown of broken glass now defines me
My blood runs colder
The reign crashes down
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Every little piece of me
Every single part of me
Pulling at the seams slowly
Tearing my reality
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Every little piece of me
Every single part of me
Pulling at the seams slowly
Tearing me apart
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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
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We die alone
We die alone
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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
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LYRICS: BRADSHAW | ROWLANDS | PRESTON |
MUSIC: BRADSHAW | ROWLANDS | CROWTHER |
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