King of the Feast

You can't run away From the dirty water Sit down & take your place As king of the feast Look 'em in the eye Tell 'em what you know Stand up & make your toast As king of the feast It's all in your head Here comes the king Keep it down or you're dead The king is dead, God save the king The king who broke the crown The broken king holds an endless scroll Over again, but a different role Eye for an eye no lies are told The serfs clear out their masters table Planning out a well-worn fable Sweet of mouth but hard as tack The cursed throne will fade to black The silent queen waits for her crown Demanding you to hold your ground Sights the prize should you allow Dirty water cracks the bound