Your ego floats in stratosphere
You've got your palace in the skies
Self-crowned velvet puppeteer
No pill could get me that high
Circling patterns, in your eyes
Everything has turned tonight
I took you down from your throne
I took you to my beggar's home
Oh yeah
If my words were horses
And as fast as your tongue
I'd ride down the battle field
Find peace in my war
If my words were horses
And as fast as your tongue
I'd ride down the battle field
Find peace in my war
High on your throne
You speak sharpened swords
You raise your kingdom
With dead men to follow
The spirits in the grasses
They call out my name!
I rode too many horses across
Your burned land
I sed the seeds of love, but they won't
Strike roots in here
Sell me or sell yourself
King Korea
It's the wrong shadow hanging
And always following you
King Korea, I will follow you, too
I sed the seeds of love
Circling patterns in your eyes