Imperial

Imperial
Being blind or buil a shrine
to vanquish takes away without return
With chains you're bound
The best died last the looking glass
Exterminating and you might well find

Around and around and around again
Around and around and around again
Two converse and two advance
Always wailing up the city's found
On solid ground
A broken tree, a bended knee
Forever or until the evolving night
shall turn clay
chorus x3