Pride - Higher TILT

So you think you're a titan, above us all,
In the mirror of pride, watch the mighty fall.
Laugh at the masses, from your ivory tower,
But the higher you climb, the more you sour.
Oh, drown in your pride, what a glorious fate,
Climb so high, till the fall feels just great.
No room for the meek on your golden chair,
In the kingdom of pride, it's all hot air.
Provoke the green-eyed monsters, oh so sly,
Stand tall, let them cower, don't be shy.
Every soul can boast, puff up with pride,
But yours is the loudest, far and wide.
Bask in applause, oh how you adore,
The pedestal crumbles, still you yearn for more.
The peak is lonely, where only echoes play,
In the silence of pride, it's your own dismay.
You're the eagle, so high, about to crash,
Like a star that burns out in a flash.
Darkness isn't your ally, nor the glaring light,
In the shades of pride, you're just a blight.
Oh, drown in your pride, what a glorious fate,
Climb so high, till the fall feels just great.
No room for the meek on your golden chair,
In the kingdom of pride, it's all hot air.
Provoke the green-eyed monsters, oh so sly,
Stand tall, let them cower, don't be shy.
In the kingdom of pride, it's all hot air.
In the kingdom of pride, it's all hot air.
You're the eagle, so high, about to crash,
Like a star that burns out in a flash.
Darkness isn't your ally, nor the glaring light,
In the shades of pride, you're just a blight.