The
falling empire
The
fear of its doom
It
has all the hallmarks
Of
an empire going down hill
The
draconian laws
The
tightening screws
Into
the everyday life
The
laws of a cage
No
doubt the birds can fly
Within
the cage and sing
The
curses flowing to the air
In
time the fallen arrows
There
is always a cost and effect
Nobody
can run away or hide
When
the bell tolls in the air
It
is time to prepare
But
the falling empire
The
leaders can't see it through
They
are blocked by their own sins
The
heavy loads dragging them down
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