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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