LUTHARO zeigen mit der neuen Nummer aus welchem musikalischen Sektor sie eigentlich stammen, denn `Creating A King` ist in weiten Teilen wieder härter als die letzten Auskopplungen ausgefallen, auch wenn der modernere und melodiösere Touch nicht völlig verschwunden ist. `Creating A King` gehört zum “Chasing Euphoria“ Longplayer, den ihr ab dem 15. März in eure Sammlungen einsortieren könnt.
LUTHARO Sängerin Krista Shipperbottom schickt die folgende Message zum Song:
„Straighten your crown and sit comfortably on your throne because our new single, “Creating a King,” will have you at the edge of your seat. It’s jam-packed with soaring leads, racing drums, and did we mention a damn catchy chorus?! This song may seem as though it has emerged from a fairytale land, but is more than meets the eye. With its main lesson being “knowing your worth and not letting anyone take your power away from you,” this song strives to build strength and confidence within people so they can conquer whatever life throws their way!“
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Lyrics:
Fool, what they mistake me to be
A target on my back and more bounty claimed
You think I’ll run?
You just became my prey.
When we meet face to face,
You will meet your grave
They say I’m scorn as a winner
They try to paint me a sinner
Go on berate me I was born for your weaponry
Obliterate any sign of me
Come on ordain yourself with my dismay,
That’s okay
Drown me again in pain,
You’re creating a king
Doomed, is what they want me to own
Lay in a bed of lies and call it my home
You think I’ll bow?
You’ll reap just what you sow
Sometimes silence will build you a throne
They say I’m scorn as a winner
They try to paint me a sinner
Go on berate me I was born for your weaponry
Obliterate any sign of me
Come on ordain yourself with my dismay,
That’s okay
Drown me again in pain,
You’re creating a king
I am the beast you have denied
Bound and shackled, left to die
Does this make you satisfied?
You think you’re something so divine
Using power as a spine
Can you look me in the eyes?
Go on berate me I was born for your weaponry
Obliterate any sign of me
Come on ordain yourself with my dismay,
That’s okay
Drown me again in pain,
You’re creating a king