When the stage is set to dispose of fears,

Everyone will gather for the experience.

When joyous sounds meet hearing ears,

Everyone will applaud for their inheritance.

The performers cause wonder,

While the jealous slump in their seats and mumble.

The performers have stood up to the thunder,

While the jealous whimper in their seats becoming the humble.

But when the joyous sounds cease,

Everyone will disperse.

Who will stay as the crowds move east?

Who will hold on through the silent curse?

Gone and tried, only One will remain.

Gone and used, only the King will reign.