The Suffering King
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The Suffering King
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[Verse 1]
Gold in my hands
Dust in my lungs
Every road I've run
Left me undone
I chased the light
They told me to find
But the closer I got
The more I went blind
Every promise tasted sweet
Like honey on a blade
Every crown they placed on me
Was another grave I made
[Pre-Chorus]
I learned to worship what the world applauds
Measure my pulse by the price it costs
Built my identity out of noise and praise
A hollow cathedral of brighter days
Every ladder reaching to the sky
Every rung another alibi
For the anchor buried deep inside
A king with nothing left to hide
[Chorus 1]
I tasted every fruit they said would make me whole
But every victory just carved another hole
I held the gold, but it turned to sand
A dying kingdom in my hands
All these crowns, all these scars
Built my prison out of stars
If this is everything I'm meant to be
Why does it feel like the end of me?
[Verse 2]
Strip it away
All I became
Was smoke and mirrors and borrowed names
I stood on a mountain of everything gained
And felt the silence remain
What is a throne when the soul is alone?
What is a crown when your heart turns to stone?
Let it burn!
Let it fall!
I was never alive after all!
[Pre-Chorus 2]
I learned to worship what the world applauds
Measure my pulse by the price it costs
Every ladder reaching to the sky
Every rung another alibi
[Chorus 2]
I tasted every fruit they said would make me whole
But every victory just carved another hole
I held the gold, but it turned to sand
A broken empire in my hands
If this is everything I'm meant to be
Why does it feel like the end of me?
[Breakdown]
WHAT DID WE GAIN?
NOTHING BUT PAIN
WHAT DID WE WIN?
A KINGDOM OF SIN
WHAT DID IT BRING?
A SUFFERING KING
[Final Chorus]
I tasted every fruit they said would make me whole
But every victory just carved another hole
I dropped the gold and it fell like sand
No dying kingdom in my hands
If losing everything sets me free
Then let this be ...
... the end of me!
[Outro]
Let it fall!
Let it die!
All I chased
Was a lie ...