Crown of Silverthorns
Put down your crown of silver thorns
You aren't fooling anyone
Lay down your crown of silver thorns
A bed of nails should not be fun
Came down to the wire
You had the right attire
This path or the other
You tore off the covers
The right door opened
Splash of sacred tokens
Shiver as you deliver
Tonight's news on a mercurial quiver
You had us shouting more and more
We waited for a century or more
You're magically required
For our tragic desire
Put down your crown of silver thorns
You aren't fooling anyone
Lay down your crown of silver thorns
A bed of nails should not be fun
Put down your crown of silver thorns
You aren't fooling anyone
Lay down your crown and just admit
You really do enjoy it
Second coming of the nowhere man
Fact or fiction on demand
Saviour or yesterday's flavour
Power thin as a razor
Cutting through suburban sprawl
Accelerating only to stall
Rock star mode in first gear
No other road was as clear
You had us shouting more and more
We waited for a century or more
You're magically required
For our tragic desire
Put down your crown of silver thorns
You aren't fooling anyone
Lay down your crown of silver thorns
A bed of nails should not be fun
Save the world or save yourself
Live in heaven, reign in hell
Save the world or save yourself
Live in heaven, reign in hell
You aren't fooling anyone
Lay down your crown of silver thorns
A bed of nails should not be fun
Came down to the wire
You had the right attire
This path or the other
You tore off the covers
The right door opened
Splash of sacred tokens
Shiver as you deliver
Tonight's news on a mercurial quiver
You had us shouting more and more
We waited for a century or more
You're magically required
For our tragic desire
Put down your crown of silver thorns
You aren't fooling anyone
Lay down your crown of silver thorns
A bed of nails should not be fun
Put down your crown of silver thorns
You aren't fooling anyone
Lay down your crown and just admit
You really do enjoy it
Second coming of the nowhere man
Fact or fiction on demand
Saviour or yesterday's flavour
Power thin as a razor
Cutting through suburban sprawl
Accelerating only to stall
Rock star mode in first gear
No other road was as clear
You had us shouting more and more
We waited for a century or more
You're magically required
For our tragic desire
Put down your crown of silver thorns
You aren't fooling anyone
Lay down your crown of silver thorns
A bed of nails should not be fun
Save the world or save yourself
Live in heaven, reign in hell
Save the world or save yourself
Live in heaven, reign in hell
Credits
Writer(s): Leonard Gambin
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