| You all wish that you could leave a trace
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| Oblivion will devour the human race
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| A tyrant dies, another tyrant takes the throne
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| A historic triumph is carved into a stone
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| Blood is shed to obtain domination
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| But Death is watching through the eyes of a future king
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| You all wish that you could leave a trace
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| Oblivion will devour the human race
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| The sun will die down — all will be lost
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| The achievements that you made at any cost
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| Behold! |
| Your buildings are falling to the ground
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| Let this be told! |
| Your head is removed without a sound
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| History repeats itself! |
| Another tyrant claims your throne
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| Memento mori! |
| Now you are nothing but a pile of bones
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| The lives you destroyed, the things you did
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| Was it worth a name in the human history
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| The life your lived, always watching your back
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| Paranoid — just waiting for the next attack
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| Dreams of greed will blind you
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| And know that Death will find you
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| Though mankind will never see
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| It’s a futile quest for immortality
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| Your father died and you inherited his business
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| You feel you have to prove him wrong even in death
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| You treat your staff like shit, just to make an extra buck
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| You must be proud of what you have become
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| You all wish that you could leave a trace
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| Oblivion will devour the human race
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| Behold! |
| Your empire is falling, your stocks are worthless
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| Let this be told! |
| Your failure is documented in the press
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| History repeats itself! |
| A ruthless businessman takes your place
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| Memento mori! |
| In the end we’ll all become a pile of bones
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| The lives you destroyed, the things you did
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| Was it worth a name in the human history
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| The life your lived, never looking back
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| Obsessed by proving yourself to your dad
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| Dreams of greed will blind you
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| And know that Death will find you
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| Though mankind will never see
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| It’s a futile quest for immortality |