Peasant's Throne

I don't need a sword
I don't need advisors
To tell me which of us
Is proven to be wiser

He is the king and
I his loyal subject
None of us could do what he does

He leads his men while
I mop the floors
I clean the stains of their fallen blood

I don't need a sword
I don't need advisors
To tell me which of us
Is proven to be wiser

While he sits above
His thoughts veil his view
He cannot see the world
From below like I do

It's just a whisper
I breath in his ear
I fear there are traitors in our midst

I whatch his eyes
As they roam through the crowd
Grow wary as he wonders who it is

Not noticing my hand on his crown
Bringing it all down

I don't need a sword
I don't need advisors
To tell me which of us
Is proven to be wiser

While he sits above
His thoughts veil his view
He cannot see the world
From below like I do

And then it is too late
The cannons have rolled in
From the highest tower
We watch the fight begin

A blade cuts through the air
And at once does he know
That the one who stands before him
Is the one who stole his throne

I don't need a sword
I don't need advisors
To tell me which of us
Is proven to be wiser

While he sits above
His thoughts veil his view
He cannot see the world
From below like-

I am the king
And you my loyal subjects
Bow down and swear servility

I sit above while
The peasants bow below
Unaware of their hostility
And the rest is history