The Emperor’s Death

Look those white leafs falling from the sky
It seems a funeral to our desperate eyes
Too many knees are touching the livid ground
Our father’s not dead yet, so where has he gone?

Beware, my angels, God’s getting late
your father is in heroin
he forgot you all, my friends
in his slowly dying breath
He left you alone, without a guide,
without anyone to love or hate
So tell me, from now on
how will you live on?

I see desperate angels all around
i hear their hopeless cries, an unbearable sound
everything’s inverted, everything seems so unsure
this is what is said, the empereror is dead

Beware, my angels, God’s getting late
your father is in heroin
he forgot you all, my friends
in his slowly dying breath
He left you alone, without a guide,
without anyone to love or hate
So tell me, from now on
how will you live on?

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