behind the throne

Singer:architects

sowing the seeds. roots dig deep

whilst we sleep. snakes in veins

valves decay. all of the meaningless words we say. cast the first stone

from behind the throne. crown of thorns

now overgrown. all our wants and needs

bring us to our knees. can't turn back now the seeds are sown. seven billion

one of a kind. collide together

intertwined. national lines used to define

where we draw the enemy lines. weapons aren't used in this war. wait for the fallout from this absence of thought. all the things we can't afford to ignore. the sun doesn't shine anymore.