Thulium - Your Majesty Lyrics
Who do you think you are' You come here and wield your swordYour highness, my lord of war, you've cut my every wordUnspoken words are stuck to the edge; what I said, I won't rephraseConsider this a privilege, the sword cuts both waysI will take what's rightfully mine; what always has been!And I won't kneel down to your throne, to your feetFed from the taste of the defeat, and the scraps you throw at meYour MajestyYou're not a king; you're a clown, the wrong fit for the crownAnd I overthrow this monarchyI won't let my name fall with the sands of timeFor your glory, for your fame; for what's rightfully mineSaving you from the fire of the dragon, has been an epiphanyThis is not a rebellion, this is mutiny!I will take what's rightfully mine; what always has been!And I won't kneel down to your throne, to your feetFed from the taste of the defeat, and the scraps you throw at meYour Majesty,You're not a king; you're a clown, the wrong fit for the crownAnd I overthrow this monarchyFor an eternity, your poisoned royaltyWas the curse in my veins, in which your sting remainsFrom now, I call the shots, on the sovereign you're notIn the fire and in the blade, in which I've forged this crusadeBetter to reign in hell than serve in heavenBut I have served in hell, for far too longI will take what's rightfully mine; what always has been!And I won't kneel down to your throne, to your feetFed from the taste of the defeat, and the scraps you throw at meYour MajestyYou're not a king; you're a clown, the wrong fit for the crownAnd I overthrow this monarchyYour MajestyYour Majesty! Your Majesty! Your Majesty! Your Majesty!
