Have I seen too much of this world?
No
But I think I've seen enough
And what I saw I don't like
Servus:
From the top of the mountain
He is watching his frozen field
Harvesters of sorrow
Are doing well their jobs indeed
Servus:
Obviously satisfied He turns his look
But I see no happiness on his face
He walks slowly to his throne
A ruler of dark, forsaken place
Servus:
My Lord, is there something wrong?
Haven't all your orders been fulfilled?
Haven't all your enemies been destroyed
And their bodies buried deep in the silt?
Emperor:
No, Servus, nothing's wrong
Except the certainty of my fate
The fate that I have chosen
Since there was no choice to be made
Emperor:
We live our lives in a game
That someone else has made
We must play by their rules
Until our purpose begins to fade
Emperor:
So you see
It is my destiny
To watch the end of days
Emperor:
So far you have served me well
But if you could make a choice
Then what would you rather be?
Servant in Heaven or king in Hell