Behold the Crown

Eternal fury - the wrath within Scorched by the fires that sent me Battle on into the night In shallow graves - they will suffer Smash everything around you, it’s all yours if you wish Give and take in the palm of your hand Return us all where we begin Spun of earth, masked and secret, liars hide inside us all With sharpened teeth vast that never end To the gallows, we descend Lost to the patterns of pitch and smoke Where we will beg Outside asylum that can't exist Where we will beg All those who oppose us, pushed down and stamped out Behold the crown of misery A question of violent faith, to question all of Man Lost to the patterns of pitch and smoke Where we will beg Caught outside a safeness that didn't exist Where we will beg

Submitted by johnmansley — Nov 09, 2025