3. The Shape Of The Enemy
While walking through the corridors of power
Beware of delusions that only drag you down
You serve a system built on intrigues and cheat
Maybe there's no way to escape your own defeat
Can you still see the shape of the enemy?
As you sink deeper and deeper in sin and misery
You wished for a shining return of the empire
Fate has not decided yet, will it all end in fire?
The omens were there - you failed to see
New allies add to the list of fatalities
Unable to recognize you're just a part of something greater
A new age is coming, hard to accept your role as a puppet
Can you still see the shape of the enemy?
Your shame goes hand in hand with sin and misery
Glory you wanted, for a conquering empire
Fate has not decided yet, will it all end in fire?
Why is there a monster on the throne?
You put it there, now terror of silence reigns all alone
May this loneliness fade away from your personal dome
Sometimes even shadows can guide us the way home...
Can you still see the shape of the enemy?
As you sink deeper and deeper in sin and misery
Pain is all you received for the beloved empire
Fate has not decided yet, will it all end in fire?
8. Imposters For All Times
We carry the disguised gift throughout the centuries
Leaving behind a trail of tears and shame
Through decaying souls that long for flesh and youth
We're bound to stare into the abyss of our minds
They are imposters for all times
Gone now, amused by our struggle
They were strategic leaders
And I can see their grinning faces
Some fools they were to charish us with such novelty
Or were they masters of invention, imposters for all times?
It's too late to lay it down, this instrument of danger
Used in (the) dark ages, can you hear their distant laughter?
On the turn of another era, will it be our last?
And if it's so, you can be sure that they've done their best
Some day the race of leeches will only be a memory
With all its arrogance, wiped out for good, wouldn't you agree?