Metallica — Crown Of Barbed Wire

So tight, this crown of barbed wire It's destiny, I wear It splits the skin to the soul This jagged wreath I bear This rusted empire I own Bleed as I rust on this throne Pierce me with torment And all the rust that I own So tight, this crown of barbed wire So tight, this crown of barbed wire So tight, this crown Fist tight, it stains conviction Drips down to bloodshot eyes It crushes down what is real Deep crimson blots the skies This rusted empire I own Bleed as I rust on this throne Pierce me with torment And all the rust that I own So tight, this crown of barbed wire So tight, this crown of barbed wire So tight, this crown This rusted еmpire I own Bleed as I rust on this throne Piercе me with torment And all the rust that I own So tight (So tight), this crown of barbed wire So tight (So tight), this crown of barbed wire So tight, this crown