Crown of Thorns
Truth is born, mystified
'Til the day it hunts you down
Crown of thorns, dignified
Fills my head without a sound
One endless crime of anxiety
Am I last in line?
The ocean of time has forsaken me
Tell me, why?
Iron tongues, suckled life
While I'm helpless bruised and torn
Broken laws, poisoned minds
Feel my blood is running cold
One endless crime of anxiety
Am I last in line?
The ocean of time has forsaken me
Tell me, why?
The scattered profanity
Honored and written in stone
Conducted by vanity
Leading us more than you know
Wreck of lies, toxic codes
As I start to lose control
Cracks my skin, indisposed
Now I'm ready to explode
One endless crime of anxiety
Am I last in line?
The ocean of time has forsaken me
Tell me, why?
The scattered profanity
Honored and written in stone
Conducted by vanity
Leading us more than you know
One endless crime of anxiety
Am I last in line?
The ocean of time has forsaken me
Tell me, why?
Truth is born, mystified
'Til the day it hunts you down
Crown of thorns, dignified
Fills my head without a sound
The scattered profanity
Honored and written in stone
Conducted by vanity
Leading us more than you know
'Til the day it hunts you down
Crown of thorns, dignified
Fills my head without a sound
One endless crime of anxiety
Am I last in line?
The ocean of time has forsaken me
Tell me, why?
Iron tongues, suckled life
While I'm helpless bruised and torn
Broken laws, poisoned minds
Feel my blood is running cold
One endless crime of anxiety
Am I last in line?
The ocean of time has forsaken me
Tell me, why?
The scattered profanity
Honored and written in stone
Conducted by vanity
Leading us more than you know
Wreck of lies, toxic codes
As I start to lose control
Cracks my skin, indisposed
Now I'm ready to explode
One endless crime of anxiety
Am I last in line?
The ocean of time has forsaken me
Tell me, why?
The scattered profanity
Honored and written in stone
Conducted by vanity
Leading us more than you know
One endless crime of anxiety
Am I last in line?
The ocean of time has forsaken me
Tell me, why?
Truth is born, mystified
'Til the day it hunts you down
Crown of thorns, dignified
Fills my head without a sound
The scattered profanity
Honored and written in stone
Conducted by vanity
Leading us more than you know
Credits
Writer(s): James Gilmour, James Crichton, Ian Crichton, Rob Moratti
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