Iron bells ring through the gray
Cold wind blows the gold away
Heavy boots on frozen mud
Ancient soil drinks blacker blood
Oh the crown is made of bone
Standing on a broken throne
Hatred is the only light
Burning through the endless night
Silver coins for every soul
Blackened pits that swallow whole
Broken glass upon the floor
Lock the latch and bolt the door
Oh the crown is made of bone
Standing on a broken throne
Hatred is the only light
Burning through the endless night
Ash is falling on the wheat
Bitter salt beneath my feet
Copper taste of old regret
Sunken eyes that can't forget
Lift the veil and see the stain
Wash the salt and kill the pain
Holy water turns to rust
Everything we love is dust
Crimson robes and velvet lace
Hiding every hollow face
Stone walls sweat a salty dew
Coming back to start anew
Oh the crown is made of bone
Standing on a broken throne
Hatred is the only light
Burning through the endless night
Steel and leather, skin and oil
Rooted in the poisoned soil
Shattered shields and broken spears
Counting all the wasted years
Oh the crown is made of bone
Standing on a broken throne
Hatred is the only light
Burning through the endless night
Hold the line, hold the line
The Lord of Hatred is mine
