| "Heavy Is The Crown" | |
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| Song by Hungry Lights from the album Heavy Is The Crown | |
| Heavy Is The Crown track listing | |
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"Heavy Is The Crown" is track eight and is the title track of the Hungry Lights studio album "Heavy Is The Crown." Remember that this is a summary, not the entire story! It is like 1-10% of what is actually going on—just the skeleton.
Story[]
In this chapter, Demetrius has let Prill go, and Prill makes his way through the tunnels towards Reflaugh's chambers. He is then attacked by a group of strange, wheeled constructs called, "Demetriducts." They quickly overwhelm him, and Prill is thrown into a crystallized prison. Here, Prill is forced to further look upon his failures as he realizes how weak and incapable he is. Still... he does not want to take the responsibility for his actions. He continues to wear his crown of pride and ego.
Lyrics[]
To your eyes, I might seem half alive
But to me, fiction swirled and wrote my story
-Possibly told allegory
In hindsight, I should have stepped light
But it's too late
Deception had no meaning—the mask was torn
I charged, for I'm no coward!
But I suppose I failed
I tried to take this hour!
But I suppose I failed
There's only so much amends can change
Before boiling over
And all that I'd gained meant nothing to me
For I was left field
Wanting to rid me of her haunting
And nothing real could stop me!
But the faster I'd run,
The tighter the fangs of the crest took hold
Wide-eyed and turned around
A stone pound in the chest—denied and downed
But I still wore my crown
When all odds are stacked against me
And all courage split,
I’ll stand my ground with a prideful prowess
-Heavy is the crown
I thought that I was bleeding virtue
Bakarum, bakarum
But all I ever did was hurt you
Bakarum, bakarum
And as she plays her heart before me,
Put to sleep by her song
I promised never to desert you…
Bakarum, bakarum!
Still lying to myself
Come join my treasured collection of tales
Beneath the onus upon my height,
Was there a sliver of the man I used to be?
Wide-eyed and turned around
A stone pound in the chest—denied and downed
But I still wore my crown
When all odds are stacked against me
And all courage split,
I’ll stand my ground with a prideful prowess
Heavy, the sucker’s crown