Peasant's Throne

I don't need a sword I don't need advisors To tell me which of us Is proven to be wiser He is the king And I his loyal subject None of us could do what he does He leads his men While I mop the floors I clean the stains of their fallen blood I don't need a sword I don't need advisors To tell me which of us Is proven to be wiser While he sits above His thoughts veil his view He cannot see the world From below like I do It's just a whisper I breathe in his ear I fear there are traitors in our midst I watch his eyes As they roam through the crowd Grow wary as he wonders who it is Not noticing my hands on his crown Bringing it all down I don't need a sword I don't need advisors To tell me which of us Is proven to be wiser While he sits above His thoughts veil his view He cannot see the world From below like I do And then it is too late The cannons have rolled in From the highest tower We watch the fight begin A blade cuts through the air And at once does he know That the one that stands before him Is the one who stole his throne I don't need a sword I don't need advisors To tell me which of us Is proven to be wiser While he sits above His thoughts veil his view He cannot see the world From below like- I am the king And you my loyal subjects Bow down and swear servility I sit above while the peasants bow below Unaware of their hostility And the rest is history