His Kingdom is Vast
Popularity ยท Low
YouTube
Searching YouTube...
Lyrics
Torn apart by your careless caress
From the hand me down jaundice
Used to write your dissent
Eyes open eyes shut pried open
From the automatic writing of your alien hand
And these bells that ring come at your own expense
A palace of no respite
And yet we're still remiss
Chalice dripping wet
His cup runneth red again
Crepitus
Rumors amidst of an empty throne
Moribund
Cicatricial changes in the pulse of this home
Cachexia
Wasting and frail in this world of shit
Dementia
Pathetic loss of the essence of self
Memories
Memories fade with his last embrace
A saber rattling
Crying scarlet tears as he whispers in your ear
I had control before you noticed me
And all your struggles I've admired
Just when the last hand rises from this grave
And Pavlov's curses have retired
You'll see their ashes stirring in the breeze
Condemned by Satan's burning fires
A palace of no respite
And yet we're still remiss
A chalice dripping wet
His cup runneth red again
Rumors of an empty throne