Fallen Crown Songtext
von Holy Locust

Ode to a fallen crown
Like thunder when it struck the ground
Mighty as a pharaoh
Dressed in the white smoke, flowing from the rich man′s sleeve
All there is is time
In a long winded decline
Circling the tower
Waiting for the hour
For that time to run low

Cool water
Cool water flow
Cannon fodder
To feed the flame


All your glory, all your gall
Gives no shelter when the crumbling pillars fall
All your hammers, all your nails
Can't deny the path of a weeping gale
It′s well you fold while you can

An ode to a fallen crown
Like thunder when it struck the ground
Mighty as a pharaoh
Dressed in the white smoke, flowing from a rich man's sleeve
A place of mire and blight
Where all things rot in the light
A crow in the death throw
Never will the wind blow
Beneath her wicked wings

Cool water
Cool water flow
Cannon fodder
To feed the flame


All your glory, all your gall
Gives no shelter when the crumbling pillars fall
All your hammers, all your nails
Can't deny the path of a weeping gale
It′s well you fold while you can