When the empire is falling
The kingdom will do all kinds of things
Use of force or use of money
Buying the people's hearts
Let them feel wanted for a while
They use their machines
They use their lapdogs run
For sustaining power
Out of which the emperor rules
The honey coated drives
It can only stop for a while
It never fools the majority
For the hope of change will arrive
The brick walls cracking
The pressures keep mounting up
There is no way to stop the stomping
Little by little, whispering wind flowing
The fall of an empire
It has to come that's for sure!
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