[Lyric] The Noose of Golden Thorns (Burier)

The reek of gold
And divine blasphemy
Sinking the heavens
Crashing falling through cloud

A bargain for serenity
A deal with the nameless
Last supper at first light
The sharpened crown

Bearing burning sun
Upon the weak
Upon the pious
Upon the righteous

Heavy will be the head
Dejected decapitated

Golden thorns
Sap the life force