General's crown - My Diet Pill

And if I travel space at the speed of light

It’s to find you

And if the only trace, what you have left

Was a warm embrace

And if the general’s crown was a crown of nails

You’ll be whispering a strange serenade

It takes time to be freed from your role (x2)

And the lies they feed your ego

Your loneliness is a masquerade

You settled to protect yourself

In a funny way

In a different way

It takes time to be freed from your role (x4)

And the lies they feed your ego