The King

You walk right through your kingdom
And sit upon your throne
Ruler! In charge of everyone
Yet somehow so alone

The friends, the feast, you have it all
The victoms are your slaves
Hurting and killing people inside
Your imprint on their graves

Somehow this does not satisfy
You'll never have enough
The friends, the feast, you have it yes
But what about the mistrust

The deceit that circles around you
The lies that got you there
The hurt inflicted on others
The lives you could not spare

And all of this to get you where?
A hollow victory
Did you get what you wished for?
"Ruler of humanity"

Soon you see, your friends will turn
Realising what you've done
Chasing you from your kingdom
Forcing you to run

Now your dangling by a thread in air
Your hanging from a noose
This time there's no one to save you
No one to cut you loose