Conqueror Lyrics

Conqueror

You have set yourself, on fire
Button for the automated world

Give them some, take a bite
And give them some

Raise a glass to failure
Your kingdom is falling through

It's easy
As empires do

Hold a pistol to the head
Of freedom

Your blinding light is burning us

Hold a ransom for the wives of freedom

A bucket filled with rice and talk
To feed a need -the starved

Conqueror

Hollow gram of light powder

Lift their singing voices, they are ageless

Pull the rope
Stitched as many years it hung

Hanging for a place that now is fallen
Is falling through

It's easy
As empires do

Hold a pistol to the head of freedom

Your blinding light
Is burning us

Hold a ransom for the wives of freedom

A bucket filled with rice and talk
To feed a need -the starved
To feed a need- the starved