You didn't belong to this world
you came from elsewhere
you came from nowhere

from there where only sun is gold

And how terrible the day you give in

the day you let go and give in
and take the way to the phony king
who opens his court and let you in


And you accept those things in despair
but other things your soul seeks

it's not the kingdom and the satrapy
for other things your heart cries


Can you get these from the King?
Can you find them in the Kingdom?
Tell me how you'll live without them?

What kind of life will be there?