People! This is my world  You are just parts of it  If I would have been a big tree  Then you would have been the fruit on my boughs    But join me  We're all kings  Don't fear for your insanity  Fly on its wings    Take my wings and rely on them in battle and fight  Fly on my wings in the darkest of night  Put those wings of gold to the fear of your dreams  And notice that what scares you is not always what it seems    In the end fruit always fall to the ground  And new flowers soon blossom  When watching you rise and fall  My limbs proudly extend above you    Okay, beneath my magnificent crown of tree  I am being stained by dead bark and wounded twigs  Yes, it makes black holes... but it opens doors  And that's what is giving me places for only a king to rule