Lyrics Behold the King - Mezsiah

You were patient, without demanding needs
I was racing, visions of my defeat
Behold the king, he always wins
He has to much
He knows he's in it, to care for friends
But lo' and behold
He was never told
To know what else it means
To be the losing team

Made the ring
Blessed the ring
Get the ring
Get the ring
Get the ring
Put it on the mannequin, now
Cause he's a fake, a charlatan
And that's the only way he got from rags to riches
Cause in the end, you wall him in
But you know he'll always make it out the ditches
Say who's your idol
It it someone worthy to follow

You were patient, without demanding needs
I was racing, visions of my defeat
Behold the king, he always wins
He has to much
He knows he's in it, to care for friends
But lo' and behold
He was never told
To know what else it means
To be the losing team