Your ego floats in stratosphere You've got your palace in the skies Self-crowned velvet puppeteer No pill could get me that high Circling patterns, in your eyes Everything has turned tonight I took you down from your throne I took you to my beggar's home Oh yeah If my words were horses And as fast as your tongue I'd ride down the battle field Find peace in my war If my words were horses And as fast as your tongue I'd ride down the battle field Find peace in my war High on your throne You speak sharpened swords You raise your kingdom With dead men to follow The spirits in the grasses They call out my name! I rode too many horses across Your burned land I sed the seeds of love, but they won't Strike roots in here Sell me or sell yourself King Korea It's the wrong shadow hanging And always following you King Korea, I will follow you, too I sed the seeds of love Circling patterns in your eyes