Songs Of A King [Verse 1]

The boy became a man
Swallowed in the pool of his passion
Repositioned in the eyes of his clan
To his merited possession

Adorned with crown of gold
In his eyes his desires lurked
He stood above his equals, so bold
Impatient with the striking hands of the clock

In his lust
For the things that follows
He soaked seas in dust
Filling the hollows

The sun scorched
Upon him in his quest
His throat became dry
And to live he must quench his thirst

With his crown upon his head
In shame and misery he discovered
As he knelt before the sea he polluted
That even his own shadows has absconded

After filling his belly with the fruits of his desperateness
He sat upon the mud and began to sing
His voice echoing in the skies against selfishness
Reminding his clan in despair, that he was once a king.