Denying the Crown

Once
Twice
This land is empty it never was before
I expected a little more
We made peace; we made war
We made a prison of an open door

My pride, it serves me ill
And three times still I will deny the crown

Bow down before them; accede to their demands
They don't need you to understand
The night falls, the weak cry
They make a fool of you before you die
Your flesh corrupted even as you try
To draw compassion from the needle's eye
So you walk through this wind, but it blinds those that stare
And you dream of a time that is over now
As the lords of carnage gather there
And you don't understand how this came to be true
You believed in the progress they promised to you
And this grim coronation will pass from one head to another
The cursed to their raptures and revels

My pride, it serves me ill
And three times still I will deny the crown

Beyond belief, beyond equality
Behold the king, behold the mystery Beyond belief, beyond equality
Behold the king, behold the mystery Beyond belief, beyond equality
Behold the king, behold the mystery



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