World is divided by evil and good
It’s hard to rule it I have understood
And it’s sometimes such a difficult thing
Just to distinguish a jester from king
To be a king, live under lock,
War in the morning and then life by clock…
Angels who had never broken wings
Don’t understand that just we are the kings!
We are kings of darkest hollow
And your rules we don’t follow
We are children of the fortune,
Only she can make us torture
Where is body, where is soul?
Foul is fair and fair is foul We are born for love to bring
For only love makes you a king
Happiness ends and the fame is too blind
And for the kings is a crowd to find
So we call destiny for a fight
We don’t care who’s hunter who’d hide
Games with the destiny just heart attack
We burn the bridges behind our back
In all the ages and in all the lands
Only the love must remain is your hands
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© Copyright: Ма Брольцен, 2016
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