Rise & Fall Hidden Hands
It ain't over because the tides never tire. So why am I holding on by a thread? Curse the head that wears the crown. Understand - this is war. Back and forth the hammer swings. We're all puppets, I can see the strings. Curse the head that wears the crown. Understand - this is war. To the head that wears the crown, and the hands that keep us down - THIS IS WAR