Doves. Kingdom of Rust. The Greatest Denier. Zeneszám

The English skyline falls down to the future
But no one noticed in this empire

'Cause I'm the greatest denier and I will cut you if you look

The English bloodline clashes in the sun
No one noticed that we are going down, I frowned

Well, I'm the greatest denier, I can cut you with a look

Clashes in the sun, don't speak of it

I'm the greatest denier
I was the greatest denier and I can cut you with a look

Clashing in the sun, start a revolution

Couldn't sleep since then, wake you up when we're gone