Slipping from my place atop
A golden royal throne
Advocate of the people below
A supporter of power and stone

Falling in and out of strength
yet people dance below
they don't see beyond the curtain
they are living in my show

They know a sliver of power
These puppets in my possession
The power keeps my hungry
To rule is my obsession

Toying with their little lives
They falter, one by one
Until there's no one left to play
and my services are done