Parallax Vision - Mr. King (Rehearsal Demo 2016)

MR. KING Hey, I’m tired, maybe you can hear me, I live in fear of being swallowed by the blackness Of ambitious beasts (CAN’T STRIKE THEM DOWN) Should I go on or is it too late To change the thoughts of this age? Is the war coming soon? Kings hide the truth under their suits. Hey, your Majesty, your tidy tie’s mired in the mud, your paper army was destroyed, Where are they now, your majestic beasts? (CAN’T STRIKE THEM DOWN) I speak quietly, whispers can be loud, I want to be heard and I’m ready to hear the world, But walls of silence are standing between us, They eat our voices: to save us or to disarm? Should I go on or am I too small To change the thoughts of the age? Is the war coming soon? Kings hide the truth under their suits.