More songs by We Came As Romans
Description
Producer: Will Carlson
Composer: Joshua Moore
Composer: Lou Cotton
Composer: David Puckett
Composer: Andy Glass
Composer: Dave Stephens
Composer: Will Carlson
Composer: Alex Minarik
Lyricist: Joshua Moore
Lyricist: Lou Cotton
Lyricist: David Puckett
Lyricist: Andy Glass
Lyricist: Dave Stephens
Lyricist: Will Carlson
Lyricist: Alex Minarik
Lyrics and translation
Original
Breathe in and choke on the red smoke
Breathe in and
Choke
Take your seat at the head of the table
Crown the cup, I'm a king in a cradle
Becoming arrogant, virtue overthrown
(And the sheep spit the lies coming from your throat)
Take the throne
Breathe in and choke on the red smoke
Death disposed
Breathe in and choke on the red smoke
Light it up
Hate crawling down the spine
Crooked lines, buried lies
Rotten on the inside
Pour the poison in, feel it underneath your skin
Hell-bent on a violent end
Take the throne
Breathe in and choke on the red smoke
Death disposed
Breathe in and choke on the red smoke
Take the throne
Breathe in and choke on the red smoke
Death disposed
Breathe in and choke on the red smoke
(Breathe in the smoke, tearing up your insides)
(Breathe in the smoke, tearing up your insides)
No king, no crown
Standing on death ground
Standing on death ground
(Breathe in the smoke, tearing up your insides)
(Breathe in the smoke, tearing up your insides)
(Breathe in the smoke, tearing up your insides)
English translation
Breathe in and choke on the red smoke
Breathe in and
Choke
Take your seat at the head of the table
Crown the cup, I'm a king in a cradle
Becoming arrogant, virtue overthrown
(And the sheep spit the lies coming from your throat)
Take the throne
Breathe in and choke on the red smoke
Death disposed
Breathe in and choke on the red smoke
Light it up
Hate crawling down the spine
Crooked lines, buried lies
Rotten on the inside
Pour the poison in, feel it underneath your skin
Hell-bent on a violent end
Take the throne
Breathe in and choke on the red smoke
Death disposed
Breathe in and choke on the red smoke
Take the throne
Breathe in and choke on the red smoke
Death disposed
Breathe in and choke on the red smoke
(Breathe in the smoke, tearing up your insides)
(Breathe in the smoke, tearing up your insides)
No king, no crown
Standing on death ground
Standing on death ground
(Breathe in the smoke, tearing up your insides)
(Breathe in the smoke, tearing up your insides)
(Breathe in the smoke, tearing up your insides)