Throned In Blood

To wear the blood of elder sons
To wield the world with blackened guns
To hold the key in crippled hands
To ride roughshod through blighted lands
Crowned with bone
Throned in blood
To wear the blood of elder sons
To siege the world with light expunged
To shrine in gold an amputee
To shroud the graves in victory
Crowned with bone
Throned in blood
Crowned with bone
Shame
Sorrow, shame
To waste a fallen land
In vain
Bane
Our own bane
Betrayed by beasts within
The wage is paid
Stained
For power’s gain
Throned in blood and madness wracked
Shadows reign