Under great golden statues
There is an ancient grey
The emperor’s foot is restless
There’s something he wants to say
To the princes of lazy science
To the merchants of holy war
He had but one instruction
Be careful with metaphor
So every nation be warned
As soon as the last one is mourned
Another tyrant is born
To the pirates that came to follow
Itching to wrench on the reigns of force
Napoleon sent a message
Don’t get high on your only horse
So every nation be warned
As soon as the last one is mourned
Another tyrant is born
Mother I fear of madness
‘Cause I heard him call my name
I followed his ghostly finger
And I saw a world in flames
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