Worms Will Whisper Your Name

dragged through where the martyrs were buried deep
scared as if their eyes still stare through the earth

forced down the forlorn aisle, stripped of his guise
no legacy will shield a fallen king
you were the specter that shadowed the lands
now you are suffering, crushed in the hands of the victims

dragged through where the martyrs were buried
scared as if their eyes still stare through the earth
perish where their bodies still fester
chained to the hunger of vengeance, now you turn to dust
final prayers left unanswered
fallen palace, where once you took your vow
perish where their bodies still fester
chained to the hunger of spite, and now you turn to dust

dragged down…

listen to the anthem
it’s your song
now played as your requiem
perish with the remains of those who you betrayed

dead eyes still burn through the veil
no gods will ever claim you
only worms to whisper your name
only worms
dead hands rise from the soil
no light will ever find you
heaven rejects you, the hell spits you out

we’ve watched you bathed in glory
now we watch as you turn into dust
fester with the martyrs’ bones
no thrones to claim, only curses to stain your name
the rest is history, disgrace is carved on your epitaph

one has failed, another one ascend to power
the history repeats itself
a golden crown, a blackened heart
we’ve seen it all before
we’ll see it once again
it never ends