napoleon of 21st century

 

He has the eyes of a demon,

A million souls lost inside.
Don’t talk to him, don’t make him feel nice,
Napoleon's fate is what he decides.

2005, the boy was abandoned,
Mediocre human, misunderstood.
His mother tragically died,
The boy was buried in vices, far from good.

He seized the world; it must be taken,
So he could feel alive once again.
He claimed the most beautiful woman,
Just so he could feel whole, not in vain.

It doesn’t take long for him to see,
No woman can set his heart free.
No war can cure his deep, dark vice,
So he seeks a place to roll the dice.

Now we’re on an island, just him and I,
Meeting a monk, we’re reaching the sky.
Now he can finally feel the light,
Now he can finally feel so right.

Oh, Napoleon, do you now feel free?
My Napoleon, why are you still weeping?
I’m here to drain your soul tonight,
The ship of pain sinks out of sight.