Bridge & Crown - Protomartyr

Welcome to the Bridge & Crown

Because we can go no farther down

There’s a calm in the atmosphere

Only four types of patients here

Exacting, philosophical, indifferent, or hysterical

We seek relief

The common complaint

If you have a ring complete

Of ebon intaglio

Of quick Hermes

And his winged hat

You can enter entirely

Retire in the aftermath

So sing what you’re feeling

And be surprised when the results arrive

Plan the way you want to wait it out

As you are

A doctor killed my father

So excuse me if I writhe this out alone

Everybody knows only the end can claim

Ultimate success

Everybody knows

We’re holding on to little dreams

To drive our bodies all down the line

Till there’s nothing left

Everybody knows

We’re holding on to little dreams

To drive our bodies all down the line

Till there’s nothing left

But the Bridge & Crown