Viva la Rebellion
The wars of the world never heal
Never die
Hail to the throne
Glory to the kill
The games of the thrones don’t save
Only lie
Beckon to the call
Buy your wasted time
Dreams
Of the famous
And the riches
And the pride
Of the mansions
And the pensions
Picket fences
Little dogs
They were high up on a mountain top
A garden in the sky
Whispering words of wisdom
As far can reach the eye
They had love for all God’s bounty
The curious and little things
Creatures in the valley
Horns, and thorns and wings
But their gift became their Krypton
Curiosity killed their throne
