Peasant's Throne
I don't need a sword
I don't need advisors
To tell me which of us
Is proven to be wiser
He is the king
And I his loyal subject
None of us could do what he does
He leads his men
While I mop the floors
I clean the stains of their fallen blood
I don't need a sword
I don't need advisors
To tell me which of us
Is proven to be wiser
While he sits above
His thoughts veil his view
He cannot see the world
From below like I do
It's just a whisper
I breathe in his ear
I fear there are traitors in our midst
I watch his eyes
As they roam through the crowd
Grow wary as he wonders who it is
Not noticing my hands on his crown
Bringing it all down
I don't need a sword
I don't need advisors
To tell me which of us
Is proven to be wiser
While he sits above
His thoughts veil his view
He cannot see the world
From below like I do
And then it is too late
The cannons have rolled in
From the highest tower
We watch the fight begin
A blade cuts through the air
And at once does he know
That the one that stands before him
Is the one who stole his throne
I don't need a sword
I don't need advisors
To tell me which of us
Is proven to be wiser
While he sits above
His thoughts veil his view
He cannot see the world
From below like-
I am the king
And you my loyal subjects
Bow down and swear servility
I sit above while the peasants bow below
Unaware of their hostility
And the rest is history
I don't need advisors
To tell me which of us
Is proven to be wiser
He is the king
And I his loyal subject
None of us could do what he does
He leads his men
While I mop the floors
I clean the stains of their fallen blood
I don't need a sword
I don't need advisors
To tell me which of us
Is proven to be wiser
While he sits above
His thoughts veil his view
He cannot see the world
From below like I do
It's just a whisper
I breathe in his ear
I fear there are traitors in our midst
I watch his eyes
As they roam through the crowd
Grow wary as he wonders who it is
Not noticing my hands on his crown
Bringing it all down
I don't need a sword
I don't need advisors
To tell me which of us
Is proven to be wiser
While he sits above
His thoughts veil his view
He cannot see the world
From below like I do
And then it is too late
The cannons have rolled in
From the highest tower
We watch the fight begin
A blade cuts through the air
And at once does he know
That the one that stands before him
Is the one who stole his throne
I don't need a sword
I don't need advisors
To tell me which of us
Is proven to be wiser
While he sits above
His thoughts veil his view
He cannot see the world
From below like-
I am the king
And you my loyal subjects
Bow down and swear servility
I sit above while the peasants bow below
Unaware of their hostility
And the rest is history
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Writer(s): Lilith Maxime Schniebel
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