The Fall of Your Empire

It seemed that you were stronger
And you could beat the f*cking rest
Now it seems the doubts are coming
Coming nowhere fast
Your babies could not warm you
As you brainstorm yourself
It’s getting hot in your iceblock
As you hear the clock strikes twelve
You slip out of the cocoon
It’s not a triumph anymore
As you try to escape somehow
They are blocking the door
Clowns make ugly faces
In your palaces with cheap appeal
As I call from the distance
You’re biting your fingernails
Your face is a bunker
Your mind is a maze
From sweetheart to bastard
You’ve chosen the worst of the possible ways
The fall of your empire
The fall of your empire
It’s my desire
To watch the fall
The fall of your empire