Frayle - God of No Faith

We're kings by choice not blood
Wear the crown
Wear the crown of choice
We're man made gods of no faith
Reign among
Reign among us all

Beneath your halo
Beneath your crown
All your thorns turn
Forming ashes all around
these lines on my face
this tightrope of faith
Things I can't change
Nor can erase

This twist of fate
We are the choice we make
The judgements heavy crown
Raise high your fist in grief
and bear the weighty gown

These witches fix a price
and trades
and trades were made
Be sure to watch your step
and you'll find
the rest will fade

Beneath your halo
beneath your crown
All your thorns turn
forming ashes all around
the blank of your stare
we're going nowhere
cant continue
cant refrain
we can't remain

We are the choice we make
The judgements heavy crown
Raise high your fist in hope
And shed the weighty gown

Beneath your halo
Beneath your crown
Beneath your halo
Beneath your crown