What happened before will happen again

You will always be hollow

They will never love you

You will always feel

You just don't belong

 

You will make them fear you

Their lives in your hands

You will always feel

You just can't go wrong

 

Burn the city. Load the pyre

How I long to see the fire

Turn the tables. Break the mould

How I long to soon grow old

What happened before is happening again

You are only human

Born to be our ruler

You will never feel

Satisfied for long

Time begins to race ever faster forward. Will you become changed by your desperate fear of the

enemy looming out on the horizon, who waits patiently to sit up on your throne - with a sword in one hand and a red rose in the other? And will you look closer? What will you discover?

Victory? Tyranny?

We mean nothing to you

Someday you'll be sorry

Everybody runs

We just can't go on

As the pressure builds, and all the world looks to conspire against you - to tell you it's over... so?

You have no choice but to take extreme measures - to defend yourself and to rid the world of this licentious crowd - nothing but snivelling vermin ungrateful, unjust and so undeserving of your

Selflessness. Gentleness. Charity. Sincerity

 Generous. Decorous. Virtuous. Saviour

Burn the city. Load the pyre

How I long to see the fire

Turn the tables. Break the mould

How I long to soon grow old

What happened before has happened again