The emperor
Of a dying, corrupt land
His iron fist
None shall misunderstand
A nightmare funded by the men of his state
Unruly laws none allowed to debate
A rope of daggers are surrounding the gate
God filled with hate
The nihilist
The nightmare amplified
The messengers
Are buried in the sky
A land you're given just to live and to die
A future unperceivable to the eye
Dictatorship the reason to terrify
Disqualify
The sand is scorching, burning
Fires in the trees
The emperor commands you
Down on your knees
Prisoners riot through the streets
To protest a false deity
Led back to hell like a moth to a flame
Realizing they'll never get their treaty
Wretched Inferno - The Nihilist Lyrics
Wretched Inferno - The Nihilist Lyrics
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The emperor
Of a dying, corrupt land
His iron fist
None shall misunderstand
A nightmare funded by the men of his state
Unruly laws none allowed to debate
A rope of daggers are surrounding the gate
God filled with hate
The nihilist
The nightmare amplified
The messengers
Are buried in the sky
A land you're given just to live and to die
A future unperceivable to the eye
Dictatorship the reason to terrify
Disqualify
The sand is scorching, burning
Fires in the trees
The emperor commands you
Down on your knees
Prisoners riot through the streets
To protest a false deity
Led back to hell like a moth to a flame
Realizing they'll never get their treaty
Of a dying, corrupt land
His iron fist
None shall misunderstand
A nightmare funded by the men of his state
Unruly laws none allowed to debate
A rope of daggers are surrounding the gate
God filled with hate
The nihilist
The nightmare amplified
The messengers
Are buried in the sky
A land you're given just to live and to die
A future unperceivable to the eye
Dictatorship the reason to terrify
Disqualify
The sand is scorching, burning
Fires in the trees
The emperor commands you
Down on your knees
Prisoners riot through the streets
To protest a false deity
Led back to hell like a moth to a flame
Realizing they'll never get their treaty
Writer: Colin Buchanan
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