Psalm 22:6
"But I am a worm and not a man, scorned by everyone, despised by the people."
David, have you slain your lions yet?
Singing psalms and paying off your debt
How they mocked your ambition
Til' you felled their champion
Then they knelt to you and claimed you as their king.
Ahinoam, my dear, did you forget?
Or do you hang your head and choke on your regret?
For your boy who soiled names,
and he planted seeds of pain
Still you wiped your tears and cut strings cross his veins.
Bathsheba, withstanding, did you know?
That your fevered sins would bring a child to throne
Who commanded iron flames
and his demons wrapped in chains
Still he'd yield for little voice beneath his reigns.
David, have you slain your lions yet?
Because I've fallen here beneath my bated breath.
O, I need change in my life
And I offer you my knife
Wond'ring, David,
Can you slay your lions yet?