Song | Eternal Empire |
Artist | Evile |
Album | Five Serpent's Teeth |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
A seed is planted of a greater place | |
Where no wrongs shall ever be done | |
Where all dreams and wishes be granted | |
And our fears forever overcome | |
What can you say of limited life | |
Are you never satisfied? | |
With no uncertainty to tread | |
But me, i’d rather be dead | |
At the end they promise one more chance at life | |
With a word, with a book, with their selfish rites | |
On and on await the ever burning light | |
Never take, never break, never leave the line | |
Keeping all of worth no matter what remains | |
When it’s time nothing more enough my eyes explain | |
Ever we endure the wisdom of mistakes | |
Never right, never wrong but always ours to make | |
If I met this maker | |
I’d beg they listen well | |
To many histories gathered from this hell | |
Nothing could give purpose | |
To that I’ve no desire | |
A prison of the soul | |
Eternal Empire | |
Pacified by a life restrained | |
Gone are shades that defined | |
Complacent the wicked friend | |
If this is life I want no | |
Empire, Eternal Empire, I need no kingdom | |
Empire, Eternal Empire | |
I take the poison for the cure. | |
The world is yours | |
Past heavens gate, there is no escape | |
For the ages I’ll have laid my head down | |
Feed me no concern, for this I have learned | |
Seeing forever all is mine to burn | |
All is mine to burn | |
Empire, Eternal Empire, I need no kingdom | |
Empire, Eternal Empire, I take the poison | |
If I met this maker | |
I’d beg they listen well | |
To many histories gathered from this hell | |
Nothing could give purpose | |
To that I’ve no desire | |
A prison of the soul | |
Eternal Empire |
A seed is planted of a greater place | |
Where no wrongs shall ever be done | |
Where all dreams and wishes be granted | |
And our fears forever overcome | |
What can you say of limited life | |
Are you never satisfied? | |
With no uncertainty to tread | |
But me, i' d rather be dead | |
At the end they promise one more chance at life | |
With a word, with a book, with their selfish rites | |
On and on await the ever burning light | |
Never take, never break, never leave the line | |
Keeping all of worth no matter what remains | |
When it' s time nothing more enough my eyes explain | |
Ever we endure the wisdom of mistakes | |
Never right, never wrong but always ours to make | |
If I met this maker | |
I' d beg they listen well | |
To many histories gathered from this hell | |
Nothing could give purpose | |
To that I' ve no desire | |
A prison of the soul | |
Eternal Empire | |
Pacified by a life restrained | |
Gone are shades that defined | |
Complacent the wicked friend | |
If this is life I want no | |
Empire, Eternal Empire, I need no kingdom | |
Empire, Eternal Empire | |
I take the poison for the cure. | |
The world is yours | |
Past heavens gate, there is no escape | |
For the ages I' ll have laid my head down | |
Feed me no concern, for this I have learned | |
Seeing forever all is mine to burn | |
All is mine to burn | |
Empire, Eternal Empire, I need no kingdom | |
Empire, Eternal Empire, I take the poison | |
If I met this maker | |
I' d beg they listen well | |
To many histories gathered from this hell | |
Nothing could give purpose | |
To that I' ve no desire | |
A prison of the soul | |
Eternal Empire |
A seed is planted of a greater place | |
Where no wrongs shall ever be done | |
Where all dreams and wishes be granted | |
And our fears forever overcome | |
What can you say of limited life | |
Are you never satisfied? | |
With no uncertainty to tread | |
But me, i' d rather be dead | |
At the end they promise one more chance at life | |
With a word, with a book, with their selfish rites | |
On and on await the ever burning light | |
Never take, never break, never leave the line | |
Keeping all of worth no matter what remains | |
When it' s time nothing more enough my eyes explain | |
Ever we endure the wisdom of mistakes | |
Never right, never wrong but always ours to make | |
If I met this maker | |
I' d beg they listen well | |
To many histories gathered from this hell | |
Nothing could give purpose | |
To that I' ve no desire | |
A prison of the soul | |
Eternal Empire | |
Pacified by a life restrained | |
Gone are shades that defined | |
Complacent the wicked friend | |
If this is life I want no | |
Empire, Eternal Empire, I need no kingdom | |
Empire, Eternal Empire | |
I take the poison for the cure. | |
The world is yours | |
Past heavens gate, there is no escape | |
For the ages I' ll have laid my head down | |
Feed me no concern, for this I have learned | |
Seeing forever all is mine to burn | |
All is mine to burn | |
Empire, Eternal Empire, I need no kingdom | |
Empire, Eternal Empire, I take the poison | |
If I met this maker | |
I' d beg they listen well | |
To many histories gathered from this hell | |
Nothing could give purpose | |
To that I' ve no desire | |
A prison of the soul | |
Eternal Empire |