Album: A God, A King / Party Life - Single
Patty Hearst, I grabbed the gun
What's worse, it was fun at first
a violent outburst
for their cause
Ignore the laws to get things done
But In the end I'll share their curse
Stockholm syndrome debunked
All excuses defunct
Am I a hostage or accomplice
What does my loyalty accomplish
Loyalties to the king
Royalties bring me nothing
Blank checks, empty promises
Give Cesar his and kiss the ring
You can't serve two masters
He will take your sons to fight his battles
You'll be the cattle to feed his war machine
On that day you'll cry for relief
If you trade a God for a king
Was a prince now a pauper
Abdicate to the state proper
Governance no recompense
We're all slave to their ordinance
Trade regency for currency
now at the mercy of their policy
Pretend we're free but oh say can't you see
We sold our authority to the party and economy
He will take your sons to fight his battles
You'll be the cattle to feed his war machine
On that day you'll cry for relief
If you trade a God for a king
You can't serve two masters
Alien in Babylon
But I've chose the side I'm on
Concessor to the oppressor
Traded my King for a lesser
Traded my King for a lesser
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