red smoke

We Came As Romans

Breathe in and choke on the red smoke
Breathe in and
Choke

Take a seat at the head of the table
Grab the cup of a king in a cradle
Petulant, arrogant, virtue overthrown
Sickness speaks with the words caught in your throat

Drag the thrown
Breathe in and choke on the red smoke
Damned, disposed
Breathe in and choke on the red smoke

Hate crawling down the spine, crooked lines
Buried lies rotting on the inside
Pour the poison in, feel it underneath your skin
Hellbent on a violent end

Drag the thrown
Breathe in and choke on the red smoke
Damned, disposed
Breathe in and choke on the red smoke

Drag the thrown
Breathe in and choke on the red smoke
Damned, disposed
Breathe in and choke on the red smoke

No king, no crown
Standing on death ground
Standing on death ground