On this crown of thorns
On a path of the blood he rides
Fire's a good of a servant, but not a
Shepherd said word of the wise
In a blink of an eye
In a flash of a shooting star
I was granted this power of darkness
But my hands took it a step too far
Trembling crown
These hushing voices around
Cries of the kingdom's disciples
As blood now lays on the ground
Trembling crown
My conscience will drown all these sounds
Cries of the underworld trials
As my kingdom falls down
On this edge of the blade
In this lair of the unchained dire
Transformation began as
He started to hear the underworld choir
Unison of screams
And the spirits that haunt the liar
Heed a merciless poison
That sets a soul in ruthless fire!
On this crown of thorns
On a path of the blood he rides
Fire's a good of a servant, but not a
Shepherd said word of the wise
In a blink of an eye
In a flash of a shooting star
I was granted this power of darkness
But my hands took it a step too far
Trembling crown
These hushing voices around
Cries of the kingdom's disciples
As blood now lays on the ground
Trembling crown
My conscience will drown all these sounds
Cries of the underworld trials
As my kingdom falls down
