Nations, Proud

The flags contort and distort

In the air

Writhing in the wind

Nations proud, lie

Humbled at their knees

What is done in the dark

Shall be brought to the light

In full view and truth

Power

I’m drunk off it

What I tell her to do

She’ll listen

Spread the legs

At the snap of a finger

 

Same as him

At the command of my voice

He’ll murder a man

For a mere bruise

And if you look at it a certain way

These are the foundations of a country

Coming into birth

With me at the helm

Annexed

Come to praise the king

To kneel and kiss his ring

God wills it

And so does his wards

Holding halberds behind

Gleaming in their kings light

My kings light

That burns me

My country, my people, alight

As I take the knee