I am strong and proud, with a voice that is loud.
I was born into royalty.
I am handsome and tall, with dark hair to fall.
My beauty for all to see.
Without blemish I stride being filled with great pride.
Iím perfect in every way.
The standard Iíve set; Iím a real catch, you bet!
I make the rules for play.
My fathersí a king and his people would sing.
Ten thousands he killed at war.
But my pride is greater right now and for later.
Iíll fight him, Itís me they adore!
I crowned myself king and my praises they sing
As I walk by the people I meet.
Iíve embellished a story giving me all the glory.
In the dictionary, my names by conceit.
I am full of myself leaving God on the shelf.
Thatís something my dad can do.
The people love me and are able to see,
With me theyíll never be blue.
I took up a stand trying to conquer the land.
For power is in my blood.
I did not succeed and my army would bleed.
This plan turned out a dud.
My outlook started out great with pride as my bait.
But deceived me in every way.
There were scales on my eyes as I believed the lies.
And fell at the end of the day.
I thought I was free till I hung from that tree,
By my hair in the noon day sun.
I gave my dad shame as he called out my name.
Saying, ďIíll die for him, heís my sonĒ.
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