Paroles de The Emperor

Walking the street Looking for X or Speed He's the Emperor of Evermore But the Emperor is obviously up to no good Known by the men And his drug dealing friends As W or Walter as he prefers Just as long as no one calls him the Emperor Unearthing to breathe Sucking in all the rocks and leaves He lights his head up once again although he should be Preaching, which is where he wants to be… Acting the part A bible close to his heart But not for purposes of fishing for men It's for protection should a junkie try to do him in Swaying and then some From his sophomore dementia Moths are hanging around downtown They're made of meth, dragged to death stronger men to the ground Unearthing to breathe Sucking in all the rocks and leaves He lights his head up once again And although he should be Preaching which is where he wants to be It's not that he's lost, he's just OD'ed… again