The liquid state at which I stay
The solid state to which I pray
A heavy head and a heart of trepidation, happy monarch's possessions
Black banners of the coming war, harbingers of pain
Grey ooze will come and eat us all
Of the village's darkened bowels, the winds of the coming storm
Tear down the oasis and the people's idols
A wild hunt will ravage my domain
I call upon the banners of my vassals, oily thoughts of comfort
In anticipation of a blizzard of swords and words, my attributes I embrace
An army made of unrest, now one can see it
Will I stand to battle with delusion?
I am the king with a crown of thorns woven from my insecurities
Ruler of the land of frailties
In the procession of my rule - heaviness and fear
Attributes of a man too aware
White trumpets sound on the eastern path, announcing the arrival of the ooze
A pandemic of grey thoughts, carried by oil and blood
Nervous - Heavy is the Head that Wears an Imaginary Crown Lyrics
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The liquid state at which I stay
The solid state to which I pray
A heavy head and a heart of trepidation, happy monarch's possessions
Black banners of the coming war, harbingers of pain
Grey ooze will come and eat us all
Of the village's darkened bowels, the winds of the coming storm
Tear down the oasis and the people's idols
A wild hunt will ravage my domain
I call upon the banners of my vassals, oily thoughts of comfort
In anticipation of a blizzard of swords and words, my attributes I embrace
An army made of unrest, now one can see it
Will I stand to battle with delusion?
I am the king with a crown of thorns woven from my insecurities
Ruler of the land of frailties
In the procession of my rule - heaviness and fear
Attributes of a man too aware
White trumpets sound on the eastern path, announcing the arrival of the ooze
A pandemic of grey thoughts, carried by oil and blood
The solid state to which I pray
A heavy head and a heart of trepidation, happy monarch's possessions
Black banners of the coming war, harbingers of pain
Grey ooze will come and eat us all
Of the village's darkened bowels, the winds of the coming storm
Tear down the oasis and the people's idols
A wild hunt will ravage my domain
I call upon the banners of my vassals, oily thoughts of comfort
In anticipation of a blizzard of swords and words, my attributes I embrace
An army made of unrest, now one can see it
Will I stand to battle with delusion?
I am the king with a crown of thorns woven from my insecurities
Ruler of the land of frailties
In the procession of my rule - heaviness and fear
Attributes of a man too aware
White trumpets sound on the eastern path, announcing the arrival of the ooze
A pandemic of grey thoughts, carried by oil and blood
Writer: Aaron Ciesielski
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