A Servant

Lyrics for A Servant

What was denied from poor I thought to be riches I run for them there and then it made me take my due To death I'd plunge with joy, my happiness to claim I am prepared to face the war under the black soil I'm righteous if I so desire until I reveal my worth And take to myself what was denied from me I stalked them in their celebrations, I delved into the words I aimed at the highest of the high and decided it's mine to take Wont to crawl I was, to cringe and fawn A servant on hours of day But a holder of nocturnal sway What was denied from poor I thought to be love I run for it here and now It makes me take my due Wont to crawl I was, to cringe and fawn A servant on hours of day But a holder of nocturnal sway Wont to crawl I was, to cringe and fawn A servant on hours of day But a holder of nocturnal sway