Will Haven - King's Cross lyrics

The archetype illuminates My future's slip On a hopeless d**h trip Stop at nothing Convalesce on the spot Inert until you rot Throw your cross Like a steak into the chest On a hopeless d**h trip Crashed, scattered Blood on the filthiest hands Your worst nightmare is this curse Darkness, no governance surrounds In pocket's all what's left On a hopeless d**h trip Two can play this game Jockey for superior numbers Up the flames Throw your cross Like a steak into the chest On a hopeless d**h trip Truth can't win this kind of fight Deception is your light There's no hope On your own And now the archetype illuminates the slip Of my future on this d**h trip Truth can't win this kind of fight Hold the light