Kings and Castles
So back to the street's
I descend from the ashes
To a victorious parade and marble mansions
I ascend upon my throne
Of Gothic Cathedral's where head's stand impaled
And all one smell's is death and stale
So back to the street's
Back to black
Back to all out siege and attack
Back behind the wall's
Back to the Castle
Back to the King
Back under the influence of the west wing
Back to the matter's of wealth and land
Back to political stealthy slight of hand
Back to bribe
Back to feeling alive
Back to weapon's
And the dog's of war
So back to God
Back to religion
One step forward
One giant step back
Welcome inside the power trap
Welcome to the Pleasure-dome
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