Matthew 23:39

Moors and Merovingians
 
Desposyni and Plantagenet
 
Sifting through old DNA
 
To bring forth a better day
 
a better way
 
to rule the lands
 
 
When shall justice
 
play its hand
 
Conspiracy is sowing hope
 
seeing lines carved in the sand
 
But messiah is not there
 
He's already come
 
rolled away the stone
 
and ascended again
 
 
Cause we were not willing
 
when he last arrived
 
to crown him with many crowns
 
or offer him choice bride
 
Our fig leaves hid but nakedness
 
a garment far from regal
 
No pomegranates or grapes
 
Just a dried up hag
 
decrepit, old and feeble
 
 
When he comes again I hope he finds
 
his princess and his kingdom
 
For surely he wants nothing more
 
than to bring us truest freedom