Your gilded touch, my silver tongue
Fruit brought to bear & the damage done
My jaded heart, your eyes burning coals
But the blood's run cold... exsanguinated...
Our palace in ruin
Our colours are burning now
The kingdom gives away to a ghost town
Until the cycle is broken
There's no hope of coming around
We're destined to start again in the fallout
Those tangled roots, that frigid prose
The ends, the means, or so it goes...
These ashen soles & intentions whitŠµ as snow
Found darker catacombs exacerbatŠµd...
Like every lie placated
Our palace in ruin
Our colours are burning now
The kingdom gives away to a ghost town
Until the cycle is broken
There's no hope of coming around
We're destined to start again in the fallout
The scars that fade
The give & take
The heartache...
We leave in our wake!
Our palace in ruin
Our colours are burning now
The kingdom gives away to a ghost town
Until the cycle is broken
There's no hope of coming around
We're destined to start again in the fallout