Empire.
The Empire and its King,
Will never want,
of the same thing.
For the wants of average men,
are simple to rend.
Whilst the wants of The King,
they shall never end.
Once I had believed,
that I bled like an Empire.
So it is to myself,
I had been the liar.
As the King himself,
I only strive to get higher.
The King has burned his path,
Is now walking through the fire.
And when I return,
Only The King himself, will be tired.