Wandering in my mischief
Prestige wasn't the next thing
Grazing integrity planted long time ago
Soaring so high even to the major
But still no favour
The king who we all know
Savage even to our young ones
What await us if we don't run
Victimize as we may think
The king still owns us
Locked you away now we need you again
His drops wash our sins now we are free
Made us kings and Queens all to our gain
We are not of this world
But from another realm
Run from all evil
Even tho it looks so attractive
Live as he led the comforter comfort us
We are all kings with the word he gave us
