King City

At King City's outskirts
The Kingmaker stands
Turning tensions inwards
Paving promised lands

A painted face with eyes downcast
A fated fool, his tainted task
A class in crashing past the past
If passion's pure and fashion's fast

Follow suit
Hollow root
King City coup

Rationed and exclusive
Are the diptych days
Ashen and reclusive
Are King City's slaves

And for the court's eggshell ballet
It's an ensconced song that you play
Take turns to reign in the cliche
Once heavy heads have hit the hay

Follow suit
Hollow root
King City coup

Follow suit
Hollow root
King City coup



Credits
Writer(s): William Kilbride
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