Thrust Me (I Got This)

Thrust me! (I got this)

Dare we light a fire

Hit the lights, and now we’re going down

Kill the tide and break the sign

Takes more than this break these bones

A dying king inside a sinking throne

The sun burns, slowly into the ground

A field of red and death cut the lines

Heavy hangs the head that wears the crown

Heavy hangs the head that wears the crown

Save the ones, old and tired

Transpired, all thrown into the fire

False hope

Draw the line. Say again.

Dare we light. Dare we light a fire

Hear me. Hear me

We’re kings, we’re kings without a crown

I can see the snakes crawling to the throne as the ground beneath surely unfolds

False hope

Draw the line, say again!

Heavy hangs the head. Heavy hangs the head that wears the crown.

Savor the crown