Upon wings crafted of feathers and wax Above an empire built on stone and glass Your burning ambition, your flawless demise Within ignorance, you will fall, from the sky
My pain will rain down on you A kingdom that we overthrew My agony awakens the slaughter Our slaves provide the mortar
Beg for my mercy now! Die! Beg for my mercy now!
Just like you fell from the sun As Icarus fell from the sky You like to think you're a god But you're just a man in disguise
My lies will cement you in truth As hate washes over you My love will corrode all emotion A reign that the gods never knewTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
