Coral Throne

No quarter can be given; I am absent in this state A hurricane takes shelter in my form and signs your fate Their souls are liberated and dissected by my hand And all their vessels lay among the driftwood in the sand Was it all in vain? Vertigo from the cliffs as the waves devour what remains I have worn these gloves before Lines in the sand - blurred and trod on The blood on my hands doesn't wash off Riches I claimed - naught but ashes And sorrow untamed flows in surges Heart in hand I step beyond the shore To sit the throne of coral evermore The glow of deadlight spectres pulls me down and deeper still Their fingers round my limbs manipulate me to their will Arms of bloodshot red Countless spires upon its crest Vertigo from the depths as the waves devour what remains I can walk this path no more Lines in the sand - blurred and trod on The blood on my hands doesn't wash off Riches I claimed - naught but ashes And sorrow untamed flows in surges Soul in hand I sleep beyond the shore And sit this throne of coral evermore Briny blood and sea water tesselate My kingdom stretches far beyond where light can penetrate Lines in the sand - blurred and trod on The blood on my hands doesn't wash off Riches I claimed - naught but ashes And sorrow untamed flows in surges Spiritless amidst the weeds I soar My body rules the coral throne once more Keep the vengeance fed With the riches in my chest