Kings of Tragedy - Unruly Child

We are the kings of all we know

We are the kings of all we see

We are the kings…

The kings of tragedy

She’s the quiet in these halls

The shadow of laughter on these walls

The velvet upon this bed that fades away

She is the water turned to wine

The poison of Montague’s desire

The armor around my soul…

With every new day

She was the rain upon my breath

She was the sword behind Macbeth

It was the blade I couldn’t see

It’s the blade we never see…

We are the kings of all we know

We are the kings of all we see

We are the kings, the kings of tragedy

We are the kings under the crown

We are the kings of upside down

We are the kings, the kings of tragedy

She was ambition on the rise

A woman no man could compromise

Chameleon in the garden of the free

Then falls the night upon my breath

Then falls the sword beside Macbeth

It was the blade I couldn’t see

It’s the blade we never see…

We are the kings of all we know

We are the kings of all we see

We are the kings, the kings of tragedy

We are the kings under the crown

We are the kings of upside down

We are the kings, the kings of tragedy.