Lyrics: Nasum. Sixteen.

Try to purify
The well of dirty lies
Overflown with deadly sins

An attempt to pacify
With orders to comply
A calm breeze before it all begins

Often wonder why they don't realize
Why they think I'm in their way

Leave my throne behind
Take on my empty shadows
As I finally, finally fall from grace

A society without grief
An order with no time for mourning