Miseries, miseries, tears and wailings
A king with no crown 👑
Speeches unheard in exiles
Silence is the voice of the dethroned
Miseries and tears, regrets,
Cool in the day, high was his lust
Wealth intoxicated, fantasy driven
From thoughtful murder to forceful sex
Our King became a murderer
Miseries, travails trailed him.
Morning came, no place to hide
Evening came, our King is one trial
In the night, he went on exile
New morning, we have a new ruler.
Miseries, regrets, fear lust and sex
A little control will do
Roam you mind out, did you say carmel?
Never toil his part.
Think not on the brown leg.
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