Dead King

As I look out the window to watch our world fall apart
I open the curtain to embrace the bitter truth
Take a look in the mirror and acknowledge I am the cause
Our visions of tomorrow are a day too late
Bow down
Praised be the Dead King
Bow down
To the unbreakable foe
Encumbered by an empty space
No chance in changing what they see
Encumbered by the thought of it all
A world brought to its knees



Credits
Writer(s): Marc Lowe
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