Yeah… Cold room Top floor Glass throne I sit alone Glass throne Built from stone Glass throne Ice in tone Glass throne This my zone Look down—city small Big lights—mean nothing at all Hands clean—mind dark One spark—break all I don’t talk much— They quote me still I don’t move fast— I bend their will Step light— Crown heavy— Glass throne Don’t slip now Glass throne Heads bow down Glass throne No safe ground Glass throne Hear that sound Gold room—cold air Ten eyes—all stare One crack—still there I smile—don’t care If it breaks— I build again If I fall— I rise again Alone… Alone… Glass throne I sit alone Glass throne Whole world known Glass throne Made my own Glass throne King no clone
