All your mirrors were showing are in the weight of a palm
From the head you've been holding (it was in half)
It is left to pass on

Just as you always wanna laugh at it all, so fast intact to your gripping

In to a sleep posing for all to see
With no right to call your own
Nothing is your scheme to leave
Beyond who you please

What compels you is gleaming, from the glare of a crown
When you clean the light's beaming (it always beams)
What you had to shine down

(Just as you always wanna laugh at it all)
So fast intact to your gripping

In to a sleep posing for all to see
Nothing is your scheme to leave
Beyond who you please

The faith us will always gain
A heartbeat for what's in me
So long the meat of our men
But claims all us who've woven the throne

In to a sleep posing for all to see
With no right to call your own
Nothing is your scheme to leave

But if you get to a leaf cone in identity
And no mark to call your own
Some say that yours could be seen
Beyond who you please