is Rise and fall When the War of the Thrones will begin All I ever feel is All I ever see is Rise and fall When the War of the Thrones has begun Leave
. Suffers. This blackest light burns brightest now. Lust for your demise. Oppressor, death claims you. For every hour, death makes you weak. Into the thrones
I don't need a generation of burning on the ledge I don't need a generation of burning on the ledge Don't need your ancient wisdom Two things I'll live
apparition looks for duration Conjectures of being vulgar, then godless ways Euphony sounds the sanctum bell I will structure the ordained spell Guide the mistress versus the throne
worlds beyond cosmos Giving her what was hers Pain sweet as silver thorns Feeling exalted above thrones Her vision were now mine I felt exalted above all thrones
The thought of killing entered my mind some time ago What possesses an individual to kill I have often pondered the thought Time and time again, now it
conscious slumber ten thousand thrones Paralyzed, depression Schizophrenic minds New born retardation A war they're born to fight Life is darkening, sickening Endless conscious slumber ten thousand thrones
to stone Give up on heaven, give up the throne Give up on heaven Plucking your eyes out, turning to stone Give up on heaven, give up the throne Give
is Walls they fall When the War of the Thrones will begin All i ever feel is All i ever see is Walls they fall When the War of the Thrones has begun
I don't need a generation of burning on the ledge, Don't need your ancient wisdom, Two things I'll live without. [x2] Relax, (As children rest) Patience
Feel! I'm still here and just as real Is this where we're left? Down, down, down Wandered in on this Lost on my own over time Inside I find Love I've
through worlds beyond cosmos Giving her what was hers Pain sweet as silver thorns Feeling exalted above thrones Her vision were now mine I felt exalted above all thrones
The thought of killing entered my mind some time ago. What possesses an individual to kill. I have often pondered the thought. Time and time again. Now
, people of the Shem Architects of Lugal-E Recluses of innate dominance Sires of earth, Shahs of the universe Seated on their thrones of gold They weaved
Translation: Alexisonfire. Thrones.
Translation: Bleeding Through. Thrones Of Agony.
Translation: Korova. Blue Thrones....