Hollow King کے بول

Heavy lies the crown that wears The head The spectre of a golden call walks In his stead My nighmares drawn from Memory banks Gone to waste, immaculate white Elephants Under the wine-red canopy Blue bloods indulge in their own Fantasies Renames the cast File underlings Tracks they lay to pave the way For the hollow King True mock coronation Well-spent ammunition Silent procession In your wake Wide open letter Temporary savior Dubious power in your name Bad omens Would not dissipate Gone to seed the fleet Proceed to evacuate Heavy lies the weary Head indeed Far too great the task ahead for The Hollow King True mock coronation Well-spent ammunition Silent procession In your wake Wide open letter Temporary savior Dubious power in your name True mock coronation Well-spent ammunition Silent procession In your wake