Empire
A song about politics and how war will never change, or fix any problems. Greed and selfishness will only ever cause death and morbid outcomes.
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In den Warenkorb
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Pacing whispers
Shades of battle
Dressed up tricksters
Taste the gold
Dancing shadows
Climb the ladder
Risk for treason
Temptations glow
We are the ones that taunt the grave
Sit inside and hesitate
Falling down are the wrongful great
When the ashes clear
Your war will still remain
Taste of courage
Bit of madness
Years of silence
Carnation shows
Blinded circus
Fuel from laughter
Coin for violence
The jester roams
We are the ones that taunt the grave
Sit inside and hesitate
Falling down are the wrongful great
When the ashes clear
Your war will still remain
The dead will rise again
The dead will rise again
The dead will rise again
Fear for treasure
Clouds for miles
Dreadful measures
Watch it burn
Need for answers
Greed lines your fate
No more chances
We'll speak the final word
We are the ones that taunt the grave
Sit inside and hesitate
Falling down are the wrongful great
When the ashes clear
Your war will still remain
Only run when the bell warns of the raid
No room to hide
No place to escape
Only hide when the caves have felt the wave
No where to go
No one to blame
When the ashes clear
Your war will still remain
When the ashes clear
Your war will still remain
When the ashes clear
Your war will still remain
When the ashes clear
Your war will still remain
© Colin Burgess 2019
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