It's the start of the end Surrender the throne The blood on my hands covered the holes
We've been surrounded, by vicious cycles Are we truly alone? The scars on your heart are yours to atone We've been surrounded Let 'em sing, let 'em sing!
The deeper you dig, the darker it gets There's nowhere else for us to go We live what we learn, and then we forget We'll never find our way back home, come on!
They came like moths to a flame You left like a house in a hurricane
(The wolves are at my door)
It's the start of the end Surrender the throne The blood on my hands covered the holes
We've been surrounded, by vicious cycles So call it the end, and we're truly alone The scars on your heart are yours to atone We've been surrounded Let 'em sing, let 'em sing!
I hear them clawing at the gates (Let us in, let us in) I hear them calling out my name (I don't care)
Let them sing, let them sing, let them sing Let the bastards sing Let them sing, let them sing Let the bastards sing Let them sing, let them sing Let the bastards sing Let the God-forsaken bastards sing
They came like moths, to our flame You left like a house in a hurricane
The wolves are at my door But I can't see the writing on the walls The wolves are at my door Waiting for my empire to fall
It's the start of the end Surrender the throne The blood on my hands covered the holes
We've been surrounded, by vicious cycles So call it the end, and we're truly alone The scars on your heart are yours to atone We've been surrounded Let 'em sing, let 'em sing!
Compositores: David Malia Lee (Lee Malia) (PRS), Jordan Keith Attwood Fish (Jordon Fish) (PRS), Oliver Scott Sykes (Oli Sykes) (PRS)Editor: BMG Rights Management (PRS)ECAD verificado obra #15416383 em 25/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM