Kingdoms of Control

Stand before the magistrate of fear

Accusations of temptation running near

Signify the wrongs for which I sinned

As if I’ve slain my very next of kin

I will be what you have been

Following the voice of him

I will stand the trial with pride

With the truth right by my side

Raging silence, stand accused

of something I deny

Pressure, fire, stand accused

and thinking me to be a liar

I will be what you have been

Following the voice of him

I will stand the trial with pride

With the truth right by my side

Lived without a feigned illustrious soul

Undermined by Kingdoms of Control

System of beliefs not recognised

Shall I punish those who punish me to die