No One to Kill in the Sky

We've done it, Emperor, we conquered the world
So let's drink and eat grapes, General, we've got nothing left to invade
There's nothing left to invade, he says, shaking
No cowardly civilians so desperate for my saving, though

What's this, my highness, haven't captured the Moon yet?
I wonder if we'll soon get aliens encroachin' on Mars
We haven't rockets, Caesar, only some slaves instead
General, should we put them to work? Or should we pile up the dead?

We'll make a tower, you can stand on their heads
Tell folk we're under invasion, that should finally fucking motivate them
It took some time, but seems we got to the Moon
This tower sure is tall, Sir, from this height, your empire's never looked so small

You will die with no one left to kill in the sky
And then you'll fall much too high to see your slaves
How they look you dead in the eye

From here, you cannot see your statues and effigies
All the blood and the dust spread thin, it seems entirely untouched
There's nothing left to invade, no one to kill in the sky
Who's gonna take care of your beautiful creations when you die?

Pass it on to your children, the incompetent shits
Fingers crossed, this little empire will always exist
You look indifferent, Sir, too tired to speak
Sir, from this height, your great achievements have never looked so fucking weak

You will die with no one left to kill in the sky
And then you'll fall much too high to see your slaves

How they look you dead in the eye
They look you dead in the eye, eye
Dead in the eye, eye
Dead in the eye, eye

They look you dead in the eye
You will die with no one left to kill in the sky
And then you'll fall much too high to see your slaves
How they look you dead in the eye

Back home, your slaves are looking up at the Moon
You cannot see them this high, but promise they look you dead in the eye