Olympian (in Ivory)

Can you ever imagine the hurt that beats

Both inside and out

As I, alone with just my hand

And tongue of kings

Might stir to uncurl

All those age-old labyrinth type things

It's not so hard

From within my high leather chair

As I look down upon the city

And her victims and my victims

Just take a look at me

Olympian in ivory

Despair at will at what you see

I'm oh so terrible

Just take a look at me

Whilst I revel in your jealousy

Despair at will at what you see

I'm still Olympian

Within my ivory.....

Can you ever picture my agonies

Both within, without

As I alone with just my hand

And tongue of kings

Bring about mankind's deliverance

And one that's only just barely deserved

But, it's not so hard

From within my high leather chair

As I look down upon the city

Just take a look at me

Olympian in ivory

Despair at will at what you see

I'm oh so terrible

Just take a look at me

Whilst I revel in your jealousy

Despair at will at what you see

I'm still Olympian

Within my ivory.....

Alas, my talk is rarely of those selfless acts

A gun against my head, perhaps?

But you must hear instead

As I recount once more

The throes

Of living and dying

Much as I choose to do

And I will always hold my dear beliefs

By rationale untouched

Oh, they may talk, but it is talk alone

And rarely they dare conspiracy

Whilst I, behind my smile

Slip downers into the bloodstreams

Of their darling offspring.....