Sitting on my throne
I am waiting for glory
My crown is in my pocket
and my scepter in in my bag
My queen is ready
and my children
are restless
Sitting on my throne
I am waiting for glory
Will it ring?
Will it knock?
Will it destroy my door?
My heart is throbbing
my veins are weak
my eyes are sore
and my hands are trembling
Sitting on my throne
I am waiting for glory
and I don’t even know its name
I really like this piece fellas. Good show.
It wll destroy yr door and the rest, glory, that is the cool thang ’bout it – trust me on dis, me no wot me talkin’ ’bout. Cool shyte agin GMS