Posed To Death (The Calculators Remix)

I feel a warm resistance

Beneath the outer layer

What once moved living organs

Leaks through a thin veneerBlue blooded royal body

Elegantly posed to death

Not speaking, prince now are you?

Not breathing one more breathJust now the curtain's folding

It falls and lies to rest

So selfish royal brother

You've loved your wife to deathYour ways could not continue

You'd rule with hateful hands

I called you toward the staircase

And I caused your violent end

Songwriters

Joel Andrew Petersen;Clark Alan Baechle;Todd Emil Baechle;Michael Wayne Dappen;Jacob John ThielePublished by

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