The Throne of Kings Songtext
von Psycroptic

Crossways depart fear
The marches never ending
Victuals unknown
Leaders grow a shadow
Who calls with me?
Bringing more to the unknown depths
Hills etched in clay
The legions march on live forever
Destinations unknown
Academics, civics, and the language are
Breaking their wills
Coveted to the word of the kings
Crossways depart fear
Follow the words from before
To not right from wrong
Further we fall down this hole
Led on this path
Bodies broken
Calls yet unknown
Fighting forward


Beacons sliver into
Went from beyond
This siren′s need bled
Stand on borrowed dignity
Questions can't be answered
This life is not for me
Why can′t they see
What we've decreed is all they need
Conflict hides the root in fame and fortune
It seems unacceptable
Not this of life
Crossways depart fear
Follow the words from before
To not right from wrong
Further we fall down this hole
Who calls with me?
Bringing more to the unknown depths
Hills etched in clay
The legions march on live forever
Destinations unknown
Academics, civics, and the language are
Breaking their wills
Coveted to the word of the kings