| Song | Eternal Empire |
| Artist | Evile |
| Album | Five Serpent's Teeth |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| A seed is planted of a greater place | |
| Where no wrongs shall ever be done | |
| Where all dreams and wishes be granted | |
| And our fears forever overcome | |
| What can you say of limited life | |
| Are you never satisfied? | |
| With no uncertainty to tread | |
| But me, i’d rather be dead | |
| At the end they promise one more chance at life | |
| With a word, with a book, with their selfish rites | |
| On and on await the ever burning light | |
| Never take, never break, never leave the line | |
| Keeping all of worth no matter what remains | |
| When it’s time nothing more enough my eyes explain | |
| Ever we endure the wisdom of mistakes | |
| Never right, never wrong but always ours to make | |
| If I met this maker | |
| I’d beg they listen well | |
| To many histories gathered from this hell | |
| Nothing could give purpose | |
| To that I’ve no desire | |
| A prison of the soul | |
| Eternal Empire | |
| Pacified by a life restrained | |
| Gone are shades that defined | |
| Complacent the wicked friend | |
| If this is life I want no | |
| Empire, Eternal Empire, I need no kingdom | |
| Empire, Eternal Empire | |
| I take the poison for the cure. | |
| The world is yours | |
| Past heavens gate, there is no escape | |
| For the ages I’ll have laid my head down | |
| Feed me no concern, for this I have learned | |
| Seeing forever all is mine to burn | |
| All is mine to burn | |
| Empire, Eternal Empire, I need no kingdom | |
| Empire, Eternal Empire, I take the poison | |
| If I met this maker | |
| I’d beg they listen well | |
| To many histories gathered from this hell | |
| Nothing could give purpose | |
| To that I’ve no desire | |
| A prison of the soul | |
| Eternal Empire |
| A seed is planted of a greater place | |
| Where no wrongs shall ever be done | |
| Where all dreams and wishes be granted | |
| And our fears forever overcome | |
| What can you say of limited life | |
| Are you never satisfied? | |
| With no uncertainty to tread | |
| But me, i' d rather be dead | |
| At the end they promise one more chance at life | |
| With a word, with a book, with their selfish rites | |
| On and on await the ever burning light | |
| Never take, never break, never leave the line | |
| Keeping all of worth no matter what remains | |
| When it' s time nothing more enough my eyes explain | |
| Ever we endure the wisdom of mistakes | |
| Never right, never wrong but always ours to make | |
| If I met this maker | |
| I' d beg they listen well | |
| To many histories gathered from this hell | |
| Nothing could give purpose | |
| To that I' ve no desire | |
| A prison of the soul | |
| Eternal Empire | |
| Pacified by a life restrained | |
| Gone are shades that defined | |
| Complacent the wicked friend | |
| If this is life I want no | |
| Empire, Eternal Empire, I need no kingdom | |
| Empire, Eternal Empire | |
| I take the poison for the cure. | |
| The world is yours | |
| Past heavens gate, there is no escape | |
| For the ages I' ll have laid my head down | |
| Feed me no concern, for this I have learned | |
| Seeing forever all is mine to burn | |
| All is mine to burn | |
| Empire, Eternal Empire, I need no kingdom | |
| Empire, Eternal Empire, I take the poison | |
| If I met this maker | |
| I' d beg they listen well | |
| To many histories gathered from this hell | |
| Nothing could give purpose | |
| To that I' ve no desire | |
| A prison of the soul | |
| Eternal Empire |
| A seed is planted of a greater place | |
| Where no wrongs shall ever be done | |
| Where all dreams and wishes be granted | |
| And our fears forever overcome | |
| What can you say of limited life | |
| Are you never satisfied? | |
| With no uncertainty to tread | |
| But me, i' d rather be dead | |
| At the end they promise one more chance at life | |
| With a word, with a book, with their selfish rites | |
| On and on await the ever burning light | |
| Never take, never break, never leave the line | |
| Keeping all of worth no matter what remains | |
| When it' s time nothing more enough my eyes explain | |
| Ever we endure the wisdom of mistakes | |
| Never right, never wrong but always ours to make | |
| If I met this maker | |
| I' d beg they listen well | |
| To many histories gathered from this hell | |
| Nothing could give purpose | |
| To that I' ve no desire | |
| A prison of the soul | |
| Eternal Empire | |
| Pacified by a life restrained | |
| Gone are shades that defined | |
| Complacent the wicked friend | |
| If this is life I want no | |
| Empire, Eternal Empire, I need no kingdom | |
| Empire, Eternal Empire | |
| I take the poison for the cure. | |
| The world is yours | |
| Past heavens gate, there is no escape | |
| For the ages I' ll have laid my head down | |
| Feed me no concern, for this I have learned | |
| Seeing forever all is mine to burn | |
| All is mine to burn | |
| Empire, Eternal Empire, I need no kingdom | |
| Empire, Eternal Empire, I take the poison | |
| If I met this maker | |
| I' d beg they listen well | |
| To many histories gathered from this hell | |
| Nothing could give purpose | |
| To that I' ve no desire | |
| A prison of the soul | |
| Eternal Empire |