The viking

Following this cold path, never gave me the crown
It’s never been so hard to trust myself
When all I had is gone, and replaced with uncertainty
I seek a lonely horizon

For all the hearts that I stole
I’m giving back on greater than my own
For all the lives that I've twisted and broken
I’ll take a knife to the king of misfortune

And I’m still counting down the days
Till someone opens the cage, and throws me away
When everything I loved has turned on me

I am the bane of my existence

And with all that I could have been
With every aspect of who and what I am
I made all the wrong fucking decisions

With all that I could have been
With every aspect of who I am
I made all the wrong decisions