Luke Temple - Conqueror lyrics

Conqueror You have set yourself, on fire bu*ton for the automated world Give them some, take a bite And give them some Raise a gla** to failure Your kingdom is falling through It's easy As empires do Hold a pistol to the head Of freedom Your blinding light is burning us Hold a ransom for the wives of freedom A bucket filled with rice and talk To feed a need -the starved Conqueror Hollow gram of light powder Lift their singing voices, they are ageless Pull the rope Stitched as many years it hung Hanging for a place that now is fallen Is falling through It's easy As empires do Hold a pistol to the head of freedom Your blinding light Is burning us Hold a ransom for the wives of freedom A bucket filled with rice and talk To feed a need -the starved To feed a need- the starved