Now the word is out
The solution is, no doubt,
To crack down on this treason
Our long term desire
To put out the fire
It's finally in the open
So it must be handled discretely
Or blood may run from our own veins, a bleak destiny
Knights in shining armour
On a quest for power
Taking charge of things you'll never know
To raise the name of glory
Is bloody mandatory
If you want to end this puppet show
Knights in shining armour
Embittered by the hour
Taking charge of things you'll never see
But the road is long and torturous
Paved with steady progress
To bring this villain to his knees
Trespass on grounds,
But no treasures found
On Maycan Islands
The hand is hidden well,
And no one can tell
He's the king of diamonds
But when the heads start a-rolling
He'll know that the grim reaper's
waiting somewhere in the wings
"When man is surrounded he will fight to survive"
Born and raised
Way underground
A boy was groomed
To be crowned
