Lletres: Lou Reed. Magic And Loss. Warrior King.

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I wish I was the warrior king in every language that I speak
Lord over all that I survey and all that I see I keep
Power omnipresent undiminished uncontrolled
with a message violent fury at the center of my soul

I wish I was a warrior king inscrutable benign
with a faceless charging power always at my command
Footsteps so heavy that the world shakes
My rage instilling fear
Yet cautious firm but fair and good
The perfect Warrior King

I wish I installed angles in every subject's house
Agents of my goodness no one would be without
A steak on every plate a car for every house
and if you ever crossed me
I'd have your eyes put out

You don't exist without me without me you don't exist
And if logic won't convinced you then there's always this
I'm bigger, smarter, stronger, tough
yet sensitive and kind
And though I could crush you like a bug
it will never cross my mind

It wouldn't cross my mind to your neck
or rip out your vicious tongue
it wouldn't cross my mind to snap your leg like a twig
or squash you like some slug
You are a violent messenger
and I'm not above your taunts
And if you hit me you know I'll kill you
because I'm the Warrior King