,confused voices crow about there victory.On the Hill someone was lighting a bonfire.Cross this barren moor we?ll wait on the edgeBeyond the borders we met the empire
and leaving no monuments to see Only sea to shining sea And survival hinged on the ascent by the humble And the sirens wailed as the empire crumbled
flow, rest in pieces Cause we're dominating, so while they're busy happy just to be nominated son, we give acceptance speeches Takin the crown, front
"Silent Empire" Trystero is the name of the oldest conspiracy in the world which started off in the early XIII century and has supposedly survived until
far, and tell me what you see. XERXES: I see a land far to the north... a vast empire of dark endless moors and snow-crowned mountains... a land of
eyes, Xerxes... look far, and tell me what you see. [XERXES:] I see a land far to the north... a vast empire of dark endless moors and snow-crowned mountains
spirit-eyes, Xerxes... look far, and tell me what you see. XERXES: I see a land far to the north... a vast empire of dark endless moors and snow- crowned
the artifacts comprising the fabled Trinity of Might; the legendary Obsidian Crown itself! In the hands of a skilled thaumaturgist, it is said that the Crown
the dirt Dust from the burning Ashes to ashes Left for dead Empires are falling down The castle is torn to debris The king has lost his crown There?s
trampled glass into God's grave of filth Beneath the crumbling relics of the machinated empire The unsullied throne becomes the pestilential tomb Voices
areals,confused voices crow about there victory.On the Hill someone was lighting a bonfire.Cross this barren moor we?ll wait on the edgeBeyond the borders we met the empire
whore Not so innocent, Not so pure With lies of the holy one, He used the poor To create an army of fools, An empire built on worship Bow only
