The King Again

I wish i was the king again The brutal leader And nothing else you bring me here The proud in prison Out in the world You hold the hand That catches treasured eyes You steal the name Burn down the skin to reach the place (The place) Where (Where) they all stand Repeat the action Mean machine they keep surviving on I was betrayed down in the place They're looking out from those Caves and holes buried the men Who rise against the blood It was a game a wrong machine Cutting the ropes (The ropes) That gave (That gave) the pain And now the king is near to death I hope i make you look They search they bring the lost before Out of the unknown they rise More and more I hear today about the pain they caused Alone they stay under six feet Of tales of struggle (Struggle) Stories (Stories) serving us