Sword from the Stone - Last In Line

You’ve broken all of your fingers

And pay dearly for the thrill

Can’t shake that feeling that lingers

Cut out your tongue

For a stolen moment still

Child of sin

Heroine

Caught in division

An empty throne

Someone pull the sword from the stone

Just pull the sword from the stone

A sun that blisters your skin

Burning a hole in your brain

In a world of compromise

I am the spider to your fly

You don’t believe

You don’t get to decide

Child of sin

Heroine

Caught in division

An empty throne

Someone pull the sword from the stone

Someone pull the sword from the stone

Someone pull the sword from my side

We pay for all of your sins

But my idols are dead

And my enemies pretend

We’re not falling into a trap

Child of sin

Heroine

Caught in division

An empty throne

Someone pull the sword from the stone

Child of sin

Heroine

Caught in division

An empty throne

Someone pull the sword from the stone

The stone

Someone pull the sword

Someone pull the sword from the stone

Someone pull the sword from the stone