The Numb King

King Numb

There was a king numb and old

Whom the world had enthroned

Before him lay all the nations

Below lived the lonely estranged



Kow and tow the order renown

Whatever keeps the masses down

When all heads take a bow

A smile below his goldn Crown



Death and free the people scream

On the rise the earth will gleam

Blood and tears shall be shed for thee

For those that dare to dream