peaks and valleys lo and behold throes of passion woes of deception revolving since its inception victory if you ask me is purely perception political power often comes from pure speculation and the conservation of ones point of view history after all is written by the victors words are power knowledge is a weapon so learn what you can do before you think we should earn our keep or they enslave, the conclave herd us like sheep so fuck the shepherd, follow me we will still be free, where under the stars you and I fell asleep, I will hide, with you by my side as our bond grew deep traitors blood, saturates the sand, till it will absorb no more, congealed blood, like the tears I used to weep when she broke my heart, fell in love with my enemy, there is no way to atone heart Turned to stone, black and cold , without her touch, I am all alone. I sit as king , I wear the crown , no queen to call my own , Harem of concubines, finest you can find, still I stare at this empty throne, My wings have grown, I have flown over lands far from my home I have been shown, sights unknown, sleight of hands, as I roam Smoke and mirrors, display fears concealed with the mist of mystery think about stepping up give it up fill your cup before the drought has dried it up spoils of war what wars are for land riches minerals and ore power, bitches, greed at its core meat to eat, harvest, grains to store cant tax the poor tides of change bring armies to the shore to pillage murder and explore I sit as king , I wear the crown , no queen to call my own , Harem of concubines, finest you can find, still I stare at this empty throne, My wings have grown, I have flown over lands far from my home I have been shown, sights unknown, sleight of hands, as I roam Smoke and mirrors, display fears concealed with the mist of mystery
