The King and the Hoe

If I wish for you to die

You'll just end up living longer

And if I let you see I cry

You'll lick my tears and get stronger

Starve the monster, starve the monster From my woe feast no longer

But I, I am just the infant

The one who does not speak

But you said nothing about singing And as a bird I tweet

Save the Father, save the Father To his Hoe chained forever

In what kind of fairytales

Did you read the princess slays Dragons, beasts who chose as prey A fallen King or Prince of Fails You suckle faith like bone marrow But now that I'm gone

Whom do you feed yourself on ?

When I'm gone Remains my song