As from Brazen Trumpets

First came a sound, as from brazen trumpets

And we’re stacking up the skulls and the ribs

And we’ll pray so hard for the dead men to live

I’m gonna die on my throne

I tried my best to set it all and start to breathe

But I can’t keep away from the casualties

It never stops

Declare the war, sound the brazen trumpets

Disguise your scars, kiss your mother goodbye

And we’ll fight our ghosts, like they’re maggots on a cut

I’m gonna die on my throne

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Lyrics submitted by clemh.