Come and pick through the bones of our legends
Crowns of failure, Anointed in dust
May its thorns bind your eyes, from the truth
Of a cancer divine
Discarded flesh builds the thrones of the righteous
Whose congregations weep carrion tears
And like worms we crawl from the ashes
Shuffling towards fluorescent tombs
Crowns of failure, Anointed in dust
May its thorns bind your eyes, from the truth
Of a cancer divine
Discarded flesh builds the thrones of the righteous
Whose congregations weep carrion tears
And like worms we crawl from the ashes
Shuffling towards fluorescent tombs