Empire

[Verse 1]

Oh, the empire's calling trying to hear his voice

While he’s preaching to the choir and that choir is death and noise

And he closes up his fist, and he sees if they exist

[Verse 2]

Angels with broken wings, melodic harmonies she sings

She brings you white daffodils, you place them on your windowsill

Then you open up your fist, and you see if they exist

[Verse 3]

Well you sit in dark forests, you’ve been there for quite a while

And when they come to take you, you just sit and smile

You say, “Hey, you take this. I’m gonna see if you exist.”

[Verse 4]

Oh, it’s time to leave here, and I still have my knife

And it’s pressed up against my body,, tonight's gonna be the night

And I cut my own wrist just to see if I exist