[Intro] Slow drums Heavy boots Smoke in the square All eyes down [Verse 1] He walks the balcony Bored with the sunrise Gold on his fingers Rust in his grin Names on a parchment Red circles Red lines Picks one at random Signals to begin Steel in the daylight Crowd forced to gather Mothers hold children Forced to look on He calls it "order" Calls it "correction" Laughs when they flinch Then raises his arm [Chorus] Thorns on the crown Blood in the royal hall He rules by breaking every bone Until they learn to crawl Kneel in the mud Or vanish underground He drinks their fear like sacred wine Thorns on the crown [Verse 2] He loves the hunger Hollowed-out faces Rations as weapons Locked in his vault Bread for betrayal Bread for confession Feast at his table Starve by default Games in the dungeon Chains like a chorus Dice made of knuckles Teeth on the floor Makes them applaud while someone is begging "If you can still scream We’ll give you some more" [Chorus] [Bridge] He rewrites the law While they scream in their sleep Burns down the books Brands every cheek Carves out a kingdom From marrow and tongue Collects human shadows And calls it his throne [Chorus]
