Oh hail Black King!
Oh hail Black King!
You were an easier programme to code with.
Oh hail Black King!
You made it easier to Trust,
Oh hail hail,
Holder of my dreams and ambitions,
Guardian of my secrets,
Source of my glee,
Oh hail, its no child\'s play.
You were constant like existence,
\'Cause no-one really stresses to comprehend it on the daily,
Taken away, No residual is left
Am homeless.
Sensual, Spiritual, my whole element is distorted,
Sleeping on cold floors is my norm,
And pure is the air down here.
Oh hail Black King!
You could have atleast left me some words to anchor on,
Atleast lay down the reality in slow-mo,
To build me a fortress to hide when my hopes come crushing.
Who will be heir to the throne?
Will the Next posses the features you did?
We both know no Next
Maybe,
Will the Other posses the features you did?
Oh Black King!
Fly high without wings, watch over my restless soul,
\'ave got no shelter, no roof, no blocks to hold my tears,
Hope this makes your view crystal,
Focus, zoom and give me a hint of solace.
Oh my Black King!
We are trapped in the wheel of time and space,
\'Am still shattered, devastated and desperate.
I need a home.