If you've come to pillage then you're much too late
Many before you have come through these gates
There used to be colours on these walls of mine
Now nothing remains of them but hurt and time
Look how far you've fallen
How they've clipped your wings
Left you here for Nothing
In this lovely bed of thorns
While you hold me to the Sword
Look how far you've fallen
How they've Took your wings
Left you here with nothing
Your Blood is on the table
Going through the motions
Endless through the ocean