From the recording Emperor - EP
Lyrics
Risen, Thine
Shape of night
Where, where were you
We were just hanging around
Must be nice
Not much concern
You will learn
We were just hanging around
Fear
No asylum
No finger to point to
Or paper to right on
Vices, bestowed
From squalor to column
A Mantra rings from the crown
Aren't you listening?
Screams from a burgundy sky
The pain from below
God save us
It's too late now
The broken, the fallen apart, the unwanted
Heavy's the head under the crown
These pieces of me
Broken halo
How low?
How Long?

