Текст песни The Uncrowned King - Parjure

Sitting on a throne of deception
Contemplate, my frozen kingdom
I indulge, in desolation
Everything is calm, everything is sullen
I'm comfortable when it's cold
My blood, is at the right temperature
The time freezes, every second is gold
There is no place, for a future
I can't let, my heart melt again
It's better in ice than broken
All my hopes are already fallen
All my hopes are already fallen
Mirror, mirror on the wall
Tell me who is the loneliest of them all
Am I still the greatest King
Or just a ghost