The Mad King Wilbur

I am not calm through the pain
I am not soothed by the rain
I am not brave like others would believe
I just know how to smile and wave

Oh, the man who’s taken everything from me
Oh, the puppet master ties me up in strings
Oh, this world is coming to an end
And it will be by my own two hands

The Mad King’s gone and lost his head
The Mad King’s gone and lost his head
With a sword in hand he’ll reclaim his land
And raise the flag in his own name

I am not one to take blame
I am not soothed by the reign
Of the mad ram, the one who’s taken my land
So I’ll bring all of us to the grave

Oh, I don’t trust my own blood
Oh, they’ll all see soon enough
Oh, this world is coming to an end
And it will be by my own two hands

The Mad King’s gone and lost his head
The Mad King’s gone and lost his head
With no one by his side he will swallow his pride
And raise the flag in his own name

The Mad King’s gone and lost his head
The Mad King’s gone and lost his head
With a sword in his hand he’ll reclaim his land
And raze the flag in his own name