DIE A KING

Brother...
Why live stenched and oozing in uncertainty..?
Hoping for an uncertain daily bread..?
Why drink from a clay cup..?
Why wait for it to rain.?
Why dress in haggy rags.?
When you can live a second and die a king..

Die a king..
And let emperors grace your funeral..
Let the skies pay homage at your lifeless body..
Let living souls accompany to immortality..

Die a king..
And let dirges be sung at the demise of a great man..
Let all the spiritual clans..
Bow at your cold feet..
Let the air stay humid, and mourn your loss..

Die a king..
With a diamond ring..
At your feet..
With a golden sceptre in your hand..
With a magic wand..
On the ground..

Die a king..
And let the seas weep in agöny..
Let ballads be sung with mournful melody..
Let glory encompass you even in death..

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