Kill the King

[DoS Archive]

From: xvevan@aol.com (XvEvan)
Date: 26 Oct 2000 04:28:11 EDT

Broken down, feeling naked
Leaving me unfulfilled
Promising compromise
Championing mediocrity

Time and time again
What you say ain't what you mean
Even if all my bones are broken
I will drag myself back from the edge

To kill the king, the king is dead,
Long live the king, I am the king
God save the king

I reveal a deceiver
In the highest seat in the land
His idle hands, the devil's workshop
Generate more smoke than heat

A new precedent in pain
Mankind is blown to dust
An explosion of the brain
Spontaneously combust


This explains our sport now.
If you can't find it's meaning, I ain't going to lose a second of sleep trying to explain myself.

-Evan Rush Rynth