King of Kings and Lord of Lords
This King has keys to all the doors
His throne sits atop a tower higher than all else
But we sit his crown on a shelf
Trying to keep His name alive while removing His power
Shelf life, only used in a struggling hour
Hails to the King
The one who breathes life in your dream
King of Kings and Lord of Lords
His mercy like rain pours
But when rain falls we usually hold up umbrellas
Putting others before our King makes Him jealous
He feeds off the love of His people
And as His people there is no equal
His accomplishments number in the impossible
Hail to the King
The one who breathes life in your dream
His Kingdom isn’t a region, but the entirety of your thoughts and minds eye
The gift given to you, He is the prize
His Kingdom is as far and as wide as space itself
But to Him its small as an elf
Hail to the King
The one who breathes life in your dream
