I Am King

Take in what they tell you to

I spit to spit, they spew to spew

My aura draws, you follow suit

Finks in packs and bred in twos

Peasant thoughts and peasant dreams

You were born to bow to me

There comes a time to test yourself

When you live-

A coward, that is how you die

Continuously slowed down by our perception of ourselves

But in a world of servants and liars and spies

I am

I am king

I am king

I am king

I am king

I am king

I am king

I am king