King

King, where are your people now?
Chained and pacified.
Tried in vain to show them how.
And for that you died.

You had a dream of a promised land.
People of all nations walking hand in hand
But they're not ready to accept
That dream situation, yet.

King, where are your people now?
Chained and pacified.
Tried in vain to show them how.
And for that you died.

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