You keep floggin a dead horse
Especting blood from stone
Those weathered hands
Must eventually break
Your mouth so full of rust
I'll take an axe to its throat
To ensure that you taste the blood
As it seeps from formaldehyde
Inflicted wounds wear your
Fingers to the bone
Upon a broken back it'll carry
The weight of this world [2x]
For all of this to become my empire
A parting dift of a false king
Distance has made you all so jaded
Everything without a number is
Baginning to fade we came for the
Talking of the kingdoms built into
The sky constructed upon fractured bones
Tear the flesh from bone open your eyes
Strokes down an empty canvas
Make way for a facade of hollow ideals
Have through punctured lungs as your
Empire burns to the hallowed ground
Sifting through the smoke buried within
These ashes is the to keys change now
Wake up to the destruction that you've
Created step back stand back and bask
In the amber glow of a fallen sovereignty
Wrongdoings and failed intent brought
Forth an overdue demise an overdue demise
Distance has made you all so jaded everything
Without a number is baginning to fade we came
For the talking of the kingdoms built into
The sky constructed upon fractured bones
I'll find peace i swear i swear
I'll find peace oh i swear i swear to you
compositores: Leigh Kendell,Drew Kendell,Nick Roberts,Alex Handley,Joel Burton
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