My Pleasure

My Pleasure - Emigrate

Lyrics by：RICHARD Z. KRUSPE/Margaux Bossieux/Terrence Matlin/Thomas Borman

Composed by：RICHARD Z. KRUSPE

Produced by：Emigrate/RICHARD Z. KRUSPE/Olsen Involtini/Arnaud Giroux

To all of the fallen

To all you'll always be

Victims of somebody's heart

Nothing to kings and queens

Justification

For what we never know

Walls come down

And men still drown

In dreams so hard to hold

I made you my treasure

And died for your pleasure

So just for good measure

Get down

And know me from your knees

Never surrender

Never let them take

All I got and all I want

And all I have at stake

Incineration

No god and no king

Listen now

I'll show you how

Set fire to everything

I made you my treasure

And died for your pleasure

So just for good measure

Get down

I made you my treasure

And died for your pleasure

So just for good measure

Get down

And know me from your knees

To all of the fallen

To all you'll always be

Victims of somebody's heart

Nothing to kings and queens

Alienation

From what we called a home

But with this pact

We will attack

And burn the night alone

I made you my treasure

And died for your pleasure

So just for good measure

Get down

I made you my treasure

And died for your pleasure

So just for good measure

Get down

And know me from your knees