Earth [bad word] and bone, step back to the throne
My skeleton danced on your grave stone
Dust simmers the globe, turn ocean to foam
Tryina take back what's gone back right

Get on the throne, you gotta get it right
Get on the throne, you gotta get it right
Earth, dust down below, you're dead to your own [bad word] back, give it back
All these pieces and all this noise
Step back, I'm facing the war
All this despair alone, sets dust in your bones
Hiding through stone
All of the air is riddled clear, to strain the burden feel it there
Attraction fails to bring my eye lids open
Upstairs they walk with casting candles
Turn all the crystals upside down
All of your hands, all are burning out to me again

Get on the throne, you gotta get it right
Get on the throne, you gotta get it right
Earth, dust down below, you're dead to your own [bad word] back, give it back
They stole my throne, you gotta steal it back
They stole my throne

Holding a silver bell, you're holding a silver bell
Turn to heaven

Get on the throne, you gotta get it right
Get on the throne, you gotta get it right
Earth, dust down below, you're dead to your own [bad word] back, give it back