Empty Throne - Khemmis

Lies take on a golden hue

Bleeding from the working few

The dying rays of broken sons

Cast shadows that bleed into one

I’ll never know what it meant to you

Similar lives bred separate views

That we both need to carry on

Running barefoot on the shards

Destruction reigns an empty throne

She screams «There's no going home»

Carrion lost to a simple trick

Muscle is picked from the bone

Vultures will not sleep or save us now

Jointly we might stand our ground

Stand on my shoulders

Examine the throne

Shadows play tricks in the light

Blow out the candle

The specter is gone

She’s never coming home