They're falling under Fighting hard to survive The end is insight for them As they fall beneath the tide Their mind are exempt There's blood on their hands I know their waiting Waiting for guidance Torment echoing through this place I'm watching as death spread his wings again Servants tied to their strings... The empire's tune you sing Mindless marionettes... Your own downfall you bring The sound of their cries A tyrant's demise, no spark in it's eyes Bring forth the plagues for the people As the serpent finds its home Their voices fading Eviscerating Their eyes turning black As the sight of the light subsides Servants tied to their strings... The empire's tune you sing Mindless marionettes... Your own downfall you bring The sound of their cries A tyrant's demise, no spark in it's eyes Bring forth the plagues for the people As the serpent finds its home