Throne of Giants

An inborn need to feed your boundless ambition You’ll make every deal with every devil it ever takes Climb to the top over mountains of dead bodies Your thirst for power can never truly be sated But as it has always been with your ascension You can never trust anyone close or nearby No matter how careful to keep yourself from danger The knife always finds a way to sneak up from behind The strong control the weak and battle for control Climbing to the top and throwing off anyone opposed The never ending struggle toward a non-existent goal To wear the crown the victor now upon the throne The slaves of tyrants toil in service and from it grow strong Their minds turned dark and cold to the ones who wear the crowns The luxury of riches has made the rulers slow and soft And one day there will be a new king to kill the old king off But as it has always been with your ascension You can never trust anyone close or nearby No matter how careful to keep yourself from danger The knife always finds a way to sneak up from behind The strong control the weak and battle for control Climbing to the top and throwing off anyone opposed The never ending struggle toward a non-existent goal To wear the crown the victor now upon the throne