Brass Kings Chamber

[verse 1] I walk into the brass kings chamber as he sets on his thrown with his led crown. I kneel before as he asks why the frown? 

 I answered I've been a fool, I've been blinded by the feels of being cool, I've been a clown. 
 
I come to you for the comfort to be drown by the blood of my sins. 
 Brass king just tells me you aren't worthy of my bite as he sits on his thrown with a grin! 
 
You will not feel the presence of my cold steel fingers on your chin. You have yet to accomplish what you are to do in this forsaken world and win. 
 
If you take my kiss on your temple now you will have lost. 
 The time isn't right nor is it mine for you to have lost. You shall pay your dues but money is not the cost! 
 
I refuse to take your soul, the soup of misery doesn't call your name in my wooden bowl. The triggers that are pulled won't be imbedded in your skull. Until you've done what is commanded of you but it won't be by your own hand! I've seen your death and it's not today. 
 
Now off your knees and stand and look ahead for the road has been paved. The secret of your death will be risen when you're lowered in your grave.

[verse2] 
See the silhouette of pop on the hill, bootlegging the bottle of Tennessee Hennessey that will make your spine chill? 

One sip will make your fingers and toes tingle you’d think you’re cold you can’t feel. 

He brings a potion that will give you visions just from smell without even a broken seal, the visions you get from one taste your future can become real. 

Drink lightly he says be careful the devil can come through to make a deal, he says I don’t brew this potion for the weak to shrill. 

Thrilled the liquid quenching your thirst, he says I’m not here for you to put your addiction first. 

Pop pleads please don’t drink it your life will be a flowing river without consent your soul the price of the bottle will be sold, if drank in winter it will cover the cold, grievances will come to you and make you feel strong and bold. 

Mentally strong but physically weak you’ll feel hot but if without carefulness you turn your back and become cold. 

Pop says at this point you won’t recognize it but the coldness is a product of your soul being liquified it’s sold, like a game of cards you can shove the quark and fold. 

Pop asks but why fold when you can go all in this game of poker, you’re a cowboy a cigarette smoker, pop says take this chip of a token turn and walk away cause this conversation can be words never spoke. 

If you don’t walk away expect a life that was once complete but end up broke, make you decision wisely please don’t choke. 

First half of song in dark country, second half in dark country rap