Honey words Brittle teeth Keep me pretty company I give less than I receive And the blood crown swears to guide my deeds The throne was always meant for me Destruction, ruin Fine are these Long held as my pleasantries I would fall to sorted dreams If only they would yield my pleas This life was never meant to be Poison in my cup Poison in my blood Death to the traitors, poison everything I touch Poison in my words Deathsweet on my tongue Calling to my saviors, when I'm a trickster's son I keep my words I keep my promises I'll only break a curse If you show me just what honesty is It was always going to end like this