Game of Kings
The explosions in your home,
Will take your only power.
Death is becoming a game,
Beetween war and peace.
While ignorance,
Becomes wisdom and envy a way.
No one ever understands,
Everybody will die though.
The world we know has gone.
Let's play our game.
It's our turn,
Before tomorrow restarts.
The fire will be unleashed, you will see it all.
Your life is yours but you can't choose.
Won't change your time to die,
Wherever it is the candle shall fade.
And you'll know everything you want,
We'll attack at your command.
Where are my children?
Ah, they were by my side on the war.
This is the signal, the gates are wide open.
The gates of hell and Machiavellian Kings.
They shall be hidden by wine and gold,
While I'll be drenched in blood.
In this endless war, this endless pain,
You will see it all, everybody dies.
The explosions in your home,
Will take your only power.
Death is becoming a game,
Between war and peace.
While ignorance,
Becomes wisdom and envy a way.
No one ever understands,
Everybody will die though.
This is the signal, the gates are wide open.
The gates of hell and Machiavellian Kings.
They shall be hidden by wine and gold,
While I'll be drenched in blood.
In this endless war, this endless pain,
You will see it all, everybody dies.
Will take your only power.
Death is becoming a game,
Beetween war and peace.
While ignorance,
Becomes wisdom and envy a way.
No one ever understands,
Everybody will die though.
The world we know has gone.
Let's play our game.
It's our turn,
Before tomorrow restarts.
The fire will be unleashed, you will see it all.
Your life is yours but you can't choose.
Won't change your time to die,
Wherever it is the candle shall fade.
And you'll know everything you want,
We'll attack at your command.
Where are my children?
Ah, they were by my side on the war.
This is the signal, the gates are wide open.
The gates of hell and Machiavellian Kings.
They shall be hidden by wine and gold,
While I'll be drenched in blood.
In this endless war, this endless pain,
You will see it all, everybody dies.
The explosions in your home,
Will take your only power.
Death is becoming a game,
Between war and peace.
While ignorance,
Becomes wisdom and envy a way.
No one ever understands,
Everybody will die though.
This is the signal, the gates are wide open.
The gates of hell and Machiavellian Kings.
They shall be hidden by wine and gold,
While I'll be drenched in blood.
In this endless war, this endless pain,
You will see it all, everybody dies.
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Writer(s): Cesar Augusto, Douglas Souza, William Nicolaio
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