The Way Down

Black Smoke Trigger

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When it all crumbles, when it all breaks
Here come the lions, tear down the gates
Stealing the treasure back from the thief
How do you measure the grave to the grief?

Who is the servant? Who is the King?
Cut off the hand into the ring
The higher you fly, the harder you fall
Some live with nothing, some want it all

So high now, wearing your crown
See you on the way down, down
It all comes around
See you on the way down

Blood on the altar shatter the bones
Too late for shelter, surrender the throne
Look in the mirror, what have you done?
Bridges are burning, nowhere to run

So high now, wearing your crown
See you on the way down, down
It all comes around
See you on the way down
On the way down

You choke on the poison
You breathe in the smoke
You drown in your choices
No mercy, no hope

So high now, wearing your crown
See you on the way down
It all comes around
See you on the way down