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THERE WAS A MAN

Once upon a time was a man

Who had a heart of gold

He sacrificed his own

To ascend the throne


Where your treasure is

There you heart is

His heart was fixed

It turned to gold


He had the world

But craved the throne

He lost his heart

It turned to gold


He schemed and schemed

Turn lead to gold

He lost his heart

It turned to gold


Once there was a man

Who had a heart of gold

He sacrificed his own

To ascend the throne


He took the plunge

But lost it all

A heart of gold

For another man's throne


Once there was a man

Who had a heart of gold

He sacrificed his own

To ascend the throne


A rebel he was

His heart to stone

Dropped in a river

He sank like stone


An abomination

Cursed he was

Forever to fall

And none his own


For there lived a man

Who had a heart of gold

Eyes for the throne

He sacrificed his own

To ascend the throne

He betrayed his own


What you sow

Shall you reap

Count your blessings

Before you sleep

Learn a lesson

Before you slip

But if God's for you

He'll raise you too


Sold out to ambition

Says for child unborn

A high noble

Low and ignoble

Weep not for him

He made his own


For there was a man

Who had a heart of gold

He sacrificed his own

To ascend the throne

He reaped what he sowed

He was sacrificed

For the peace of the whole..


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