~A Thousand Kings~
The souls of lost kings reclaimed...
~Victory of Life~
From the thrones of Mentuhetep, Akhenaten, Sahure, King Tut and Amenhotep,
to dirt floors, wooden shacks, hay stacks and concrete steps.
From pyramids built by their own hands, to cotton fields, sugar plantations and tobacco land.
Journeymen, warriors, souls bound by decree, to a land and a country that would never set them free.
I dream a world where conscious peaks, love arises and wars cease, I cry a river that flows and jolts, broken arrows on distant boats.
I scream and chant the warriors song, in fields that swallow ancient kings bones, I am the warrior queen, bolting forward on tilted wings, shattered by their dust and glory, left here alone to tell our story.
Inflamed by histories enmity, my soul shutters and weeps, from the depth of life's brutal gravity, yet my heart continues to sing of a broken nation restored, and a thousand kings.