Fallen Kings

Only I can hold the throne
By the blood of I veins
But over I, they’ve overthrown
Left no crown upon I head
Run me down and hate my kin
For the herbs we smoke, yea
Lover’s eyes can turn hardened
And their hearts turned to stone

Fallen kings and queens of old
Of Nile waters where kingdoms grow
By the ancient rivers of bloodlines flow
Reclaim that which is yours

As above, so down below
And all glory’s soon to fade
Still I walk in the eternal
By the crown above I head
Run me down and hate my kin
For the truths we hold
Hunt us down and be frightened
Lest the truth be told

Fallen kings and queens of old
Of Nile waters where kingdoms grow
By the ancient rivers of bloodlines flow
Reclaim that which is yours

Fallen kings and queens of old
Of Nile waters where kingdoms grow
By the ancient rivers of bloodlines flow
Reclaim that which is yours

Only I can hold the throne
By the blood of I veins
But over I, they’ve overthrown
Left no crown upon I head
Run me down and hate my kin
For the herbs we smoke
Lover’s eyes can turn hardened
And their hearts turned to stone

Fallen kings and queens of old
Of Nile waters where kingdoms grow
By the ancient rivers of bloodlines flow
Reclaim that which is yours