Breathe in and choke on the red smoke Breathe in and Choke Take a seat at the head of the table Grab the cup of a king in a cradle Petulant, arrogant, virtue overthrown Sickness speaks with the words caught in your throat Drag the thrown Breathe in and choke on the red smoke Damned, disposed Breathe in and choke on the red smoke Hate crawling down the spine, crooked lines Buried lies rotting on the inside Pour the poison in, feel it underneath your skin Hellbent on a violent end Drag the thrown Breathe in and choke on the red smoke Damned, disposed Breathe in and choke on the red smoke Drag the thrown Breathe in and choke on the red smoke Damned, disposed Breathe in and choke on the red smoke No king, no crown Standing on death ground Standing on death ground