[ti:] [ar:] [al:] [by:时间戳工具V2.0_20200810] [offset:0] [00:00.06]I [00:00.51]The Emperor [00:07.83]Standing in the space [00:13.53]That holds the silent lace of night away from you [00:22.86]You think that you can hold [00:28.53]The searing molten gold between your fingers [00:40.83]But it slips through tearing tendons as it goes [00:50.04]Exposing the white of a knuckle [00:54.06]Flesh and metal forming letters in the mould [01:08.76]Cradling your gun [01:14.64]After choosing the ones you think should die [01:23.46]Lying on the hill [01:29.19]Crawling over the windowsill into your living room [01:41.49]They stare out glass eyed aimless heads [01:48.36]Bodies torn by vultures [01:52.98]You are the man whose hands are rank with the smell of death [02:07.98]Saviour of the Fallen Protector of the Weak [02:15.09]Friend of the Tall Ones Keeper of the Peace [02:22.38]Ah but it is the only way you know [02:35.13]Looking out to sea [02:40.53]A flattened plane of weeds which bear no living [02:47.28]You crush life in your fist [02:55.89]As your heart is kissed by the lips of death [03:07.83]Ghosts betray you ghosts betray you [03:11.64]In the night they steal your eye from its socket [03:19.95]And the ball hangs fallen on your cheek [03:35.10]Complaining tongues are stilled [03:40.89]A thousand mouths are filled with rusting metal [03:49.65]Your face a shade of green [03:55.56]Somehow you try to speak through all the garbage in your mouth [04:06.93]But it won't come out [04:10.92]And you cannot frame the words as your stepson [04:19.32]Throws your fame into the flames and you are burned [04:34.20]Saviour of the Fallen Protector of the Weak [04:41.76]Friend of the Tall Ones Keeper of the Peace [04:49.17]Ah but it is the only way you know [05:38.55]Ii [05:38.64]The Room [05:38.85]Live by sword and you shall die so [05:42.48]All your power shall come to nought [05:46.05]Every life you take is part of your own [05:49.71]Death not power is what you've bought [06:38.04]Cringing in your room [06:44.43]Now the outriders of doom step on your threshold [06:55.20]Begging for your life [07:02.16]As the impartial knife sinks in your screaming flesh [07:15.09]Without malice merely taking murder's toll [07:22.56]You must pay the price of hate [07:27.27]And that price is your soul [07:46.08]Live in peace or die forever in your war room