People! This is my world

You are just parts of it

If I would have been a big tree

Then you would have been the fruit on my boughs



But join me

We're all kings

Don't fear for your insanity

Fly on its wings



Take my wings and rely on them in battle and fight

Fly on my wings in the darkest of night

Put those wings of gold to the fear of your dreams

And notice that what scares you is not always what it seems



In the end fruit always fall to the ground

And new flowers soon blossom

When watching you rise and fall

My limbs proudly extend above you



Okay, beneath my magnificent crown of tree

I am being stained by dead bark and wounded twigs

Yes, it makes black holes... but it opens doors

And that's what is giving me places for only a king to rule