The trees know the end is near, like rain on the leaves of the underside. The waves will be shaken with fear and the ships and men remain memories.
Castle of your highest power. Broken crowns lying on the ground. While you’re trying to reason with fire, your kingdom is falling down.
Oh no, what did you see me do? Did you catch me doing something wrong? Well…I do. And now there’s superstitious governments. All my friends are skeletons. They make their graves.
Castle of your highest power. Broken crowns lying on the ground. While you’re trying to reason with fire, your kingdom is falling down.