I love the rain
The tears heaven cries for I cannot cry myself
I gaze at the rain
And the pleasure pierces through my mind
The fall that sweeps away all woes off my troubled brow
In waiting my hopes lie
Hope to pa** on my thorned crown
To another king of nothingness
To rule the court that suffocates their heirs
My soul wasn't worth much when
I sold it to become someone
Now all I have is a poor mans's crown
They said he brought respect
One couldn't earn in a lifetime
They chased him down and drove their envy through his heart
They found no glory there, no wealth an no honor
Only a tired man holding on to his smile
My soul wasn't worth much when
I sold it to become someone
Now all I have is a poor mans's crown
My soul wasn't worth much when
I sold it to become someone
Now all I have is a poor mans's crown