Frozen Serration

{icy wind howling} {switchblade snaps rhythmically} (tick,

tick, snap) {cold castle gate slams

shut} {isolated heartbeat

bass begins} Lock the heavy iron doors,

keep them out

My rejection is my throne,

there's no doubt (hmph)

Frozen crown upon my head,

let it freeze

I am sovereign in this dark,

as I please

Let the cold air in,

I don't feel a thing (no,

nothing) {guitars with heavy chorus effect} Watch the empire fall while I

sit and sing

I own my rejection,

it's my sovereignty

(my crown)

Ruling over ruins of what used to be

Switchblades in the dark,

cutting through the gold

This is my palace,

beautiful and cold

(so cold)

Black fur moving in the bitter freeze

Quiet whispers carried on the breeze (shhh) Locked inside,

or maybe locked away

I am absolute, I have the final say

{drums fade out} Only the cold beat remains (tick,

tick, snap) {heavy castle gate locking} {wind fades

to silence}