Everyone sees through you    How do you sleep at night?    Translucent eyelids dont keep out the light    Eyes that bulge apathetically    From your engorged (yet empty) head    Resting on a pillow bursting with dreams that will never take flight    Songs that one time soothed their weary minds and tired limbs    Become hauntingly, disturbingly, and loudly chanted hymns       Frozen-hearted martyr-maker    What keeps you safe and warm at night?    A blanket woven with the flowers of forced labor    Dyed and colored with the blood    That you robbed from prisoners and slaves    Admit it, you get off more when they are fighting to escape       And what holds you up there,    High above the rest of us?    Mighty only if the sheets werent pulled over your head    The posts of your bed carved    From the bleached bones of your dead    The faces of your apparitions dripping with the tears they shed    This is where majesty lies awake feeling corruptly luxurious    Is this where dignity lies awake? In a cradle fit for a king?       Frozen-hearted martyr-maker    What keeps you safe and warm at night?    A blanket woven with the flowers of forced labor    Dyed and colored with the blood    That you robbed from prisoners and slaves    Admit it, you get off more when they are fighting to escape       You are not my hero; youre only my sovereign    Im not encouraged to follow in your noble, shallow footsteps;    Just expected to obey    And even though youre the one that represents all of humanity    You are still only human    The backbone of immortality breaks every time:    Our fatal flaws turn to fatal lies