King Friend (The Showing of the Instruments)

King Reason is my king, he taught me, now I sing
He has the nose, knows what’s best
Sheepskin, his clothes, unwell-dressed
King Reason has a queen and I am in between
She held me down when I realized
Dead in the ground, we all will die
Queen Reason held me down, so I am still around
She could have said, «Heaven-sent.»
She held her tongue, did not relent.
King Reason had a dream to become everything.
He taught me how, housed me in.
He taught me how, now I’m everything. (A King.)
Now I’m everything.
You can’t be my friend, Oh my God!