Breathe in and choke on the red smoke
Breathe in and
Choke
Take your seat at the head of the table
Crown the cup, I'm a king in a cradle
Becoming arrogant, virtue overthrown
(And the sheep spit the lies coming from your throat)
Take the throne
Breathe in and choke on the red smoke
Death disposed
Breathe in and choke on the red smoke
Light it up
Hate crawling down the spine
Crooked lines, buried lies
Rotten on the inside
Pour the poison in, feel it underneath your skin
Hell-bent on a violent end
Take the throne
Breathe in and choke on the red smoke
Death disposed
Breathe in and choke on the red smoke
Take the throne
Breathe in and choke on the red smoke
Death disposed
Breathe in and choke on the red smoke
(Breathe in the smoke, tearing up your insides)
(Breathe in the smoke, tearing up your insides)
No king, no crown
Standing on death ground
Standing on death ground
(Breathe in the smoke, tearing up your insides)
(Breathe in the smoke, tearing up your insides)
(Breathe in the smoke, tearing up your insides)
