As
the King lay awake at night
visions pass his mind
He
chuckles at his glamourous life
and those he's left behind
But his stepping stones are growing weak
and his path no longer wide
Still He
ponders his many victories
as his grip begins to slide
The
servant sees beyond the eye
deep within the king
He
fishes for the missing clue
with every song he sings
He
knows his path to steal the reign
is difficult as conspired
Dormant
he waits patiently
for the kings time to expire
The
queen is blinded by her jewels
and beauty for all to see
Idol,
she's lost inside her mirror
numb to reality
But
time will catch her very soon
age will then destroy
For
she falls for all the joker's tricks
submitting as his toy
Their
castle and the legacy
shall come crashing to an end
That vision of immortality
is not human to comprehend
The age for them is growing old
the flesh is getting weak
All they've gained are worldly treasures
which eternally will not speak
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