These have both female and male (screamed) vocals:
Forget empires-
Like tears, they're meant to fall
Forget your gods-
I fear they will not catch you when you fall
Regret desires-
They brought you this far, but no more
Regret untruths-
In short, everything but your youth
(screams) I still remember the day
When the only thing I felt was rain-
I know it's sad, but
That's the only time I felt sane.
Philosopher King, you allow so few
Into this glorious place you've made-
Reality, it seems,
Favors all but the brave
(Female) Forget me-
I am but air for you to breathe
Forget your task-
It's just another test you cannot pass
Regret her smile-
Clearly, it never brought you much worthwhile
Regret your shame-
But not the accompanying pain
(S) I still recall the way
I felt when I first saw your face-
I was wrong, but can't be blamed,
It was before my fall from grace.
Philosopher King, you allow so few
Into this glorious place you've made-
Reality, it seems,
Favors all but the brave
(F) Forget their laughs-
They will not live to see eternity
Forget your past-
Don't die for nothing, die for facts
Regret worship-
It stems from the same old sacrifice
Regret mankind-
Whatever you say, they'll disagree with you
(S) In time I learned to trade
my sorrow for their sake-
I killed time to save the day,
I didn't sell out, I just gave in
Philosopher King, you allow so few
Into this glorious place you've made-
Reality, it seems,
Favors all but the brave
In time I learned to trade
my sorrow for their sake-
I killed time to save the day,
I didn't sell out, I just gave in
Philosopher King, you allow so few
Into this glorious place you've made-
Reality, it seems,
Favors all but the brave
In time I learned to trade
my sorrow for their sake-
I killed time to save the day,
I didn't sell out, I just gave in
Philosopher King, you allow so few
Into this glorious place you've made-
Reality, it seems,
Favors all but the brave
In time I learned to trade
my sorrow for their sake-
I killed time to save the day,
I didn't sell out, I just gave in
Philosopher King, you allow so few
Into this glorious place you've made-
Reality, it seems,
Favors all but the brave
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