Child Of Innocence

Hold the sceptre to the sky, hold it high to be cleansed. Climb the ancient stone, you child of innocence. Take the sceptre you who didn't crave it, reach to the heaven and let it be blessed. Cherish the throne of blood with your purity. Crowned by us, estates in unity. We chose the boy to be king, there is no blood in his crown. Remember the past and bear it inside. Witness the end of the deceiving ride. --- Child of Innocence - Falconer