Howling ghosts, they reappear / In mountains that are stacked with fear / But you're a king and I'm a lionheart / A lionheart

I'm not bleeding tonight / In the shadow of truncheons with smoke in my eyes / You will close in on madness and madness is not civilised

Hold on to your heart / Hold it high above flood waters / Hold on to your heart / Never let nobody drag it under / Hold on to your heart / Even when your body's bitter

So now you've done a little wrong / And you swear you didn't do it / But volition left you burdened with a curse / And you conjure up a fiction / To get the pretty girls to listen

I dreamt that I was perched atop a throne of human skulls/ On a cliff above the ocean, howling wind and shrieking seagulls

Dynasty decapitated, you just might see a ghost tonight