Choke

Strangle the life back into the conscious Inside you'll find a crown tied to my waist When you fade, when I fall The mistakes become reckless And I know what went wrong with that filthy habit You'll find me basking in the dust of a planet It's the cross you bear, the thought you kneel to All the knives came out at sunset We're counting a loss, we're facing a crisis All the knives came out Enemies have left it to chance But I traveled all the distances on my own I'll find the meaning of value From your last seconds on the throne Create the language Erase what's written Before the righteous Choke on your wisdom Creatures you are We're stranded When will they notice that we're slowly sinking Facing the wells of extinction Skies open up Points to hell Show yourself and be damned Rotting out the world Crowns sink us all --- Choke - Johnny Booth