Of Kings and Gods - The Oklahoma Kid

Throne…

And I see all good things going into a wrong direction

Memories seeking their own destination

Infected by hollowed dreams

And vague shapes

It seems like the night swallows every clear notion

Followed by nightmares and blurry schemes memories appear, leading to…

Followed by nightmares and blurry schemes memories appear, leading to unknown

desperation

Don’t like to think about the old times

The path I went, 'til this point

'Til this point

Broke I was left…

Broke I was left

Nameless and shamed

Despised by family

And entourage

Despised by family

And entourage

Broke I was left

Nameless and shamed

Despised by family

And entourage

Just some of my friends

That are backing me up

And arouse from sleep

With awoken memories

Just some of my friends

That are backing me up

And arouse from sleep

With awoken memories

Followed by nightmares and blurry schemes memories appear, leading to…

Followed by nightmares and blurry schemes memories appear, leading to unknown

desperation

And I see all good things going into a wrong direction

Memories seeking their own destination

It’s time to see my own face in any mirror

It took a long time for me to recognise…

To recognise that I have grown to a point of apathy