Emperor X Rojava Punks
I took the early train, the Brussels ICE
Two Rojava punks sat across from me
One had the gleaming eyes of a new recruit
And returned my wary gaze with a smile and a fake salute
And then we drifted off
They had something that I recognized
And that makes me scared (hey)
They had something that I recognized
And that made me scared
They said nothing but I read their eyes
And I had a dream about a bomb at night in Mainе
Élan vital
I must've slept too long and I missed my stop
And thеse Rojava punks suggested we all get off at once
They took me in on trust, they let me crash their house
Because they see no distinction between a civilian and them
And then I feel it
There's no chance for a change in the weather
In the time it takes to make a fist
Keep it up until the world gets better
But we hope we're never careless or arrogant
Never
Rojava punks on a training run
Rojava punks, empty stadium
Rojava punks, yellow, red, and green
I woke up to see two empty seats across from me
But now I feel it
There's no chance for a change in the weather
In the time it takes to rule
Without you