It seemed that you were stronger And you could beat the fucking rest Now it seems the doubts are coming Coming nowhere fast Your babies could not warm you As you brainstorm yourself It's getting hot in your iceblock As you hear the clock strikes twelve You slip out of the cocoon It's not a triumph anymore As you try to escape somehow They are blocking the door Clowns make ugly faces In your palaces with cheap appeal As I call from the distance You're biting your fingernails Your face is a bunker Your mind is a maze From sweetheart to bastard You've chosen the worst of the possible ways The fall of your empire The fall of your empire It's my desire To watch the fall The fall of your empire