[Intro]
In the shadows of the throne, there's a whisper in the dark,
A king who wears a crown, but leaves a haunting mark.
He’ll cradle hearts to sleep, yet tear the dreams apart,
A testament of power, oh, the hypocrisy in his art.
[Verse 1]
Cloaked in velvet lies, he walks with regal pace,
With a silver tongue, he smiles, concealing cold embrace.
He'll smite you with his sword, yet offer you his hand,
In the cycle of his court, we must all understand.
[Pre-Chorus]
When he's done with your soul, he'll echo your last breath,
And with a king's decree, he’ll write the tale of death.
[Chorus]
Oh, this king of fools, he'll lull you into dreams,
Console you with his words, yet tear apart your seams.
He'll finance your goodbye, preach at your farewell,
Inherit all you've left, while spinning tales to sell.
[Verse 2]
In his court of painted smiles, honesty's a ghost,
A web of empty promises, this king will love the most.
Swaddled in contradictions, with every twisted vow,
He’ll sit upon your throne, as he collects your crown.
[Pre-Chorus]
Dancing on your grave, he’ll throw the flowers there,
With every nod and wink, he weaves his royal snare.
[Chorus]
Oh, this king of fools, he'll lull you into dreams,
Console you with his words, yet tear apart your seams.
He'll finance your goodbye, preach at your farewell,
Inherit all you've left, while spinning tales to sell.
[Bridge]
The laughter echoes hollow, the shadows cast in chains,
While we bow to his shadow, he collects our heart’s remains.
In the banquet of the broken, he reigns without a care,
A king of silent judgment, with a crown of thin despair.
[Outro]
So remember this, my friend, in the tales of the unseen,
The only king that binds you, is the one who lives in between.
His whispers linger long after we’re laid down to rest,
A monument of irony, in which we all invest.
