The Lingering Death Of A Maverick King Video (MV)

They are more
Like pilgrims travelling in their groups
Spread their words
While we stay back and ponder
They have everywhere
Left to wander Found it where no one
No one thought to look
Kept it
Clutched in
Their skin
Those who survive
Keep thinking of the dead
Those left behind
Make peace with their end
A neck won't soil
On a body that moves no grease will spoil
Grumbling hooves
As long as their legs don't
Come to a rest
The dust can't halt, in crease or fault
See the rain
Come in off the hills
The navy
Clouds
Dropped down
A warning to those
To those that look
At the start of each spring
We burn all that is dead
Under the trees
Undergrowth
Forms our bed
It stays
Its rotting is our gain
Good to restore
Recycle again
As birds sing their praise
Chirps resemble a gaze
Green mounts
Reliable banks
Carved out
Over centuries
Over centuries
The lingering death
Of a maverick king
The lingering death
Of a maverick king