
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 |