Wytch Hazel - The Crown

Lyrics to The Crown by Wytch Hazel

See it slipping through our fingers, we’re losing all that’s pure and right Returning to the realm of demons, we have lost our way in the night For we are falling down and we are losing ground But our future’s safe and sound and we will not lose our crown Look to the crown, look to the crown Chosen for a royal priesthood, adopted for eternity Crown of life and endless riches, waiting there in victory Falling down