The Poor Need a King on His Throne 歌詞

In the alleys where the shadows creep Dreams are buried, promises cheap Silent cries of the ones who toil Underneath the weight of the endless spoil But there's a figure with a polished smile Counting riches, mile after mile In his world, they’re just a game Playing with lives, they’re never the same Oh, the poor need a king on his throne To dance on their backs, to sit alone In the shadows of gold, their pain is concealed A cycle of hurt, their fate is sealed Eyes wide shut to the stories told While the rich feast, the poor grow cold Promises whispered in the dark of night But the dawn breaks, and they vanish from sight He lifts his glass while they beg for bread In a world where the broken fear to tread With every dollar, he tightens the chain Leaving behind only sorrow and pain Oh, the poor need a king on his throne To dance on their backs, to sit alone In the shadows of gold, their pain is concealed A cycle of hurt, their fate is sealed The poor need a king on his throne To dance on their backs, to sit alone In the shadows of gold, their pain is concealed A cycle of hurt, their fate is sealed Can’t you see the tears that fall? A silent plea for change, a desperate call But the echoes fade in the halls of greed Where the hungry hearts are lost in the need Oh, the poor need a king on his throne To dance on their backs, to sit alone In the shadows of gold, their pain is concealed A cycle of hurt, their fate is sealed The poor need a king on his throne To dance on their backs, to sit alone In the shadows of gold, their pain is concealed A cycle of hurt, their fate is sealed So rise, oh voices, break the night Demand a world where wrong turns right No more shadows, no more gold Let love shine bright, let the truth be bold