Dynasty from Super King by Fat Spirit

I am troubled
Deeply humbled
By the aftermath of greed
Now I can be
Who I was born to be
Dynasty is fighting
Over all the tithings
You were hiding in a safe
Where is the grace
An outcome of the waste

In every holy book
You never came up once I looked
Nothing but a
Broken promise ring
I lost mine years ago
Took more time to let it go
Nothing
I've stopped promising

Truth in question
Reject every lesson
Dissect the harmony
And you will see
Your individuality
Who is born with
Pure divine essence
And endlessly karma free
Not any being
Not you or me

In every holy book
You never came up once I looked
Nothing but a
Broken promise ring
I lost mine years ago
Took more time to let it go
Nothing
I've stopped promising

All the way home
So still
All the way home
Now they're covering up your body
All the way home
So still
All the way home
Now your running round in circles

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