| Song | Wrists Of Kings |
| Artist | Isis |
| Album | In The Absence Of Truth |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Now our blood | |
| Travels though the | |
| Veins of our | |
| HistroyIt bursts forth them | |
| Boiling black | |
| Coulds from the wrists of kings | |
| The shadow | |
| Lengthens as | |
| Time draws on its tendils | |
| Creep into mythic cracks | |
| Blending with the light of day | |
| We see itNow before us | |
| But even so we cannot | |
| Read the lies between the lines | |
| Bring them nothing | |
| They haveMade it's way | |
| The nights |