Beneath My Throne

Surely I will make them bite the blades of their own tongues
If I am to rule their wreckage sunk
Someday they will fall and I’ll be sitting on the throne
Wearing a crown of a thousand stones

I walk like Cruella de Vil
They should know better but still
Their words won’t even come close to scratch my shield
Look at my face, I’m not impressed
Sorry, if I couldn’t care less
Checkmate I play my enemies like chess

Break their bones, prove them wrong
My blue blood is cold as stone
Most evil demanour they’ve ever known
They will eat from the ground beneath my throne

They will eat from the ground beneath my throne
They will eat from the ground beneath my throne
They will eat from the ground beneath my throne
They will eat from the ground beneath my throne

Now they think it’s funny they all take me for a fool
Won’t see them laughing once I rule
Many double faced have tried to bring my kingdom down
So called ‘best friends’ once I wear the crown

I walk like Cruella de Vil
They should know better but still
Their words won’t even come close to scratch my shield
Look at my face, I’m not impressed
Sorry, if I couldn’t care less
Checkmate I play my enemies like chess

Break their bones, prove them wrong
My blue blood is cold as stone
Most evil demanour they’ve ever known
They will eat from the ground beneath my throne

They will eat from the ground beneath my throne
They will eat from the ground beneath my throne
They will eat from the ground beneath my throne
They will eat from the ground beneath my throne

They will eat from the ground beneath my throne
They will eat from the ground beneath my throne
They will eat from the ground beneath my throne
They will eat from the ground beneath my throne