Embers of the Empire
Lurking around a comfortable life
Looms a hidden danger
When no one is bothered to bother no more
No one will know who comes through the door
No one will know
No one will know
I said no one will know
None of us will know
Far from our sight
Torment has come upon
Vile gleaming eyes
Soiling minds of light and awe
Oh, you might think you would be spared
Get out of the way just in time
I'm afraid it doesn't work that way
You won't see it coming, until it's too late
Until it's too late
And there is precious little time
Until it's too late
As structures crumble and foundations quake
Now come the lost
Damnation paragons
Bitter, sneering deeds
Hiding death in caring warmth
Barred from the soul
Foul, putrid spirit
Round up your thoughts
Here comes the echelon
Loyal drifting fools
Poison all or face the sword
Far from our sight
Torment has come upon
Vile gleaming eyes
Soiling minds of light and awe
Now come the lost
Damnation paragons
Bitter, sneering deeds
Hiding death in caring warmth
Round up your thoughts
Here comes the echelon
Loyal drifting fools
Poison all or face the sword
Barred from the soul
Foul, putrid spirit
Barred from the soul
Foul
Putrid
Spirit
Looms a hidden danger
When no one is bothered to bother no more
No one will know who comes through the door
No one will know
No one will know
I said no one will know
None of us will know
Far from our sight
Torment has come upon
Vile gleaming eyes
Soiling minds of light and awe
Oh, you might think you would be spared
Get out of the way just in time
I'm afraid it doesn't work that way
You won't see it coming, until it's too late
Until it's too late
And there is precious little time
Until it's too late
As structures crumble and foundations quake
Now come the lost
Damnation paragons
Bitter, sneering deeds
Hiding death in caring warmth
Barred from the soul
Foul, putrid spirit
Round up your thoughts
Here comes the echelon
Loyal drifting fools
Poison all or face the sword
Far from our sight
Torment has come upon
Vile gleaming eyes
Soiling minds of light and awe
Now come the lost
Damnation paragons
Bitter, sneering deeds
Hiding death in caring warmth
Round up your thoughts
Here comes the echelon
Loyal drifting fools
Poison all or face the sword
Barred from the soul
Foul, putrid spirit
Barred from the soul
Foul
Putrid
Spirit
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Writer(s): Theo Skogberg
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