Testing the limits of the acceptance
Of those who decry a decadence
Try to win their confidence
While fighting the rage that you enhance.
Monarchs, your castle of sand
Is falling apart, your walls cannot stand
The wave of hatred that you have conjured
With ignorance that you keep endured.
Unearthing treasures // hidden beneath
A field of corpses // decay and grief
The damage you take // from your own mistakes
Dark prophets are rising
The scorn they proclaim // will topple your reign
This way is the wrong one but chosen again.
Monarchs, your time’s running out
Restore confidence, stop causing more doubts.
The wave of hatred that you try to tame
Escapes your control like wildfire’s flames.
(Zw.part + Outro)
(Fainted) You choose it again, keep feeding the flame
You’re choosing the same way again
Require a change but you stay the same
Your temple’s ablazed, you still feed the flame
They break your statues and condemn your names
Your temple’s ablazed - and you feed the flame