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• Artiste: Fit For A King
• Titre: The Temple
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It starts to surface, a hate that I can't hide Your words are poison, they leave me dead inside We're splitting at both ends, lost and broken in the dark And when the night descends, the temple falls apart Broken a thousand times, I can't hold the weight again I need to make the climb And isolate Maybe we were meant to fall apart I can feel the pressure But I don't see the diamonds forming Pull my strings a little tighter now Pull me out so I can breathe So I can breathe Slowly losing my sight Fading away, stripped by pride Putting my faith in a dead crown molded by my delusion Returning to my throne Just to suffer Maybe we weren't meant for life at all Only apocalypse I can feel the pressure But I don't see the diamonds forming Pull my strings a little tighter now Pull me out so I can breathe So I can breathe And I can hear the echoes Nothing but a distant memory Pull my strings a little tighter now Pull me out so I can breathe So I can breathe The throne I've built has finally turned to dust A hollow reign built on fear and rust Falling apart, the cracks begin to spread The temple falls, buried with the dead The throne I've built has finally turned to dust A hollow reign built on fear and rust Falling apart, the cracks begin to spread The temple falls, buried with the dead