Transcription: The People's Republic of Heaven Is it all that you hope to attain? The glories that shone in your daydreams Are they dimmed by the blood of the slain? While yesterday's shining successes Get harder and harder to top Rob, you are riding a tiger How are you going to stop? The brawls only follow a leader Who will keep them well fitted and fed With trial and war for your circus You had better not run out of bread The curse that have foamed at your fingers Will tear out your throat if you drop Rob, you are riding a tiger How are you going to stop The fields you have sown with betrayal And watered w ...
