He is made of shit Wants not the glimpse of the sun Wandering my pretty hides in his lover's cunt So he says to me you gotta let go of your beliefs For I have seen men fall worth more than you'd ever be So don't you see what I mean Your mind could never conceive the knowledge that I possess To share at my will oh my precious thing You stand out but none can see bitter hollow soul Pity the kingdomless king