Sunday, March 8, 2009

The Throne: Succession


My King…

What your eyes have seen

No man could possibly endure

From our kingdom and our kin

You’ve kept away the sin


My King…

Matters of fate cannot be chosen

Your guidance will sustain

A soul that’s to remain

Like a column ever unbroken



You may now rest assured

Let your wretchedness be cured

You have my vow it won’t be long

Until I finally lead us home

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