Kings of the Hill

It was king of the hill

But we were the hill.

It was die or survive

We built our demise.

 

We lived all for one

And died one by all;

that action was one

It’s together we fall;

 

like crabs in the pot

We’d surely get out

But we’d not let us

We fought until red.

It was king of the hill

But we were the hill.

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