the kings of nothing

[O.P.A.L]

the kings of time that sit in wait
we love their souls
yet show it not
they come from a place
beyond our understanding
the tainted souls that contort our minds
concern us not for these kings
are akin to us all
given nothing in return
we let them rot
sit shattered like a doll
we are puppets yet we control
these are our kings
kings to all