All the ships have sailed from burning shores
Bringing home your prize, but at what price?
You've been caught out, shaking hands with shadows
He'll promise you the world
But that beast is still a foe
With the moon coming out
And the sun burning down around you
You've got nowhere left to go
Your knees hit the ground
His sword to your collar
As he takes off your crown
Nobody can save you now
No one can save you now
We've made, branches into homes
Trees into cities
Built castles from the stones
Watch us tear it
You sold your worthless soul for your weight in gold
You've made, branches into homes
Trees into cities
Built castles from the stones
Watch us tear it to the ground.
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