even the most shimmering rainnnempties out the sky and comes to an endnnwe all know that the sun is kingnnthere's no messing with our orbitingnnnnso why is he standing in his own backyardnncrying at his fallen down house of card?nnnndid you see the ice in his eye?nndid you see the dagger caught in his smile?nninnocent as a summer flowernnwith a serpent coiled under his collarnnnnso why is he standing in his own backyardnncrying at his fallen down house of card?