Thulium - Your Majesty lyrics

Who do you think you are? You come here and wield your sword Your highness, my lord of war, you've cut my every word Unspoken words are stuck to the edge; what I said, I won't rephrase Consider this a privilege, the sword cuts both ways I will take what's rightfully mine; what always has been! And I won't kneel down to your throne, to your feet Fed from the taste of the defeat, and the scraps you throw at me Your Majesty You're not a king; you're a clown, the wrong fit for the crown And I overthrow this monarchy I won't let my name fall with the sands of time For your glory, for your fame; for what's rightfully mine Saving you from the fire of the dragon, has been an epiphany This is not a rebellion, this is mutiny! I will take what's rightfully mine; what always has been! And I won't kneel down to your throne, to your feet Fed from the taste of the defeat, and the scraps you throw at me Your Majesty, You're not a king; you're a clown, the wrong fit for the crown And I overthrow this monarchy For an eternity, your poisoned royalty Was the curse in my veins, in which your sting remains From now, I call the shots, on the sovereign you're not In the fire and in the blade, in which I've forged this crusade Better to reign in hell than serve in heaven But I have served in hell, for far too long I will take what's rightfully mine; what always has been! And I won't kneel down to your throne, to your feet Fed from the taste of the defeat, and the scraps you throw at me Your Majesty You're not a king; you're a clown, the wrong fit for the crown And I overthrow this monarchy Your Majesty Your Majesty! Your Majesty! Your Majesty! Your Majesty!