Three Neuron Kings Lyrics
A battle fought so acute in pride.A curse or rather plague, a fever,Nailed me to the fireside.At a crackling wood's spark flight to the skies,The tempest king, he claims the throne.But halts in stride as equal legionsMelt into the leader's tone. An elder king aroseFrom blood soaked fallow battlefieldsWith orders calm at urgent voiceAnd reasoning as iron shields.And dreadful words it wereAs he spoke of abandonmentThus I shivered as the Tempest,As his fever came upon my hand. Then swords were risen by the braveAs for me I rose a twig towards the skies.And no one would withdraw One's eyes were as the fiend's.All men in flames and zeal.As ire filled to burdening air.While two in brawl for the throneA third with grins on stainless cheeksIn bushes watching in concealDelighted of the bleak.At sudden startled, Dismay had dropped my twigI turned down the firesideAnd the last sparks of the nightLit the my paths with golden wingsSensing me and my Three Neuron Kings
Disillusion Three Neuron Kings
