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The Throne of Crowns One doesn't need to be crucified to die on the inside, Heavy responsibility is not always easy to bear, Temptation can blind you at times, And losing you objectivity can be worse than being blind. The sepia tones of old photographs can't hold you at night. Never forget those times you cried, And how they came about, Remember the times you smiled, And what gave those smiles birth. Everyone has those moments in greater or lesser degree. Even if you are King of the World, You can't eat diamonds and emeralds, And fast cars and jets can carry away, Just as easily as to. You could be haunted even on yacht at sea under forever stars. Think about it, Will the world truly have been better for you having walked it, Even just one little bit, The sum answers of that question alone are set in stone. The true bits of gold carried by men. When power comes upon you, And you've walked the the halls of rulers, Lying with a rattle in your throat, As the angels gather round you, Was the life you wore torn useless by the Thorn of Crowns? |
