• I'm the king of the lost
    I wear this crown of thorns
    this crown that hides my fear
    and covers my horns

    digging deep into me
    this crown making me bleed
    cutting my eyes, cutting my soul
    upon my remains this crown will feed

    I was once an average man
    who lost the one I love,
    a downward spiral of depression to send me here
    fallen from my life, like an demon fallen from above

    every day I have this crown as a reminder,
    to remind me of what I can never get
    I may wallow in my own self pity
    but I can't quit, I haven't gave up yet

    for you see
    this may have been the life, the crown I chose
    but behind every thorn
    there is a rose