The Court Jester

I am the jester, my job's to entertain
 And it seems that soon enough it too will be my job to reign
 Over all that you see, over all that you know
 As the king is slowly dying, any moment he could go
 Yes, the king is slowly dying, any moment he will go
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 Oh, sweet memories come rushing back to me
 As I trace my fingers on these haggard walls within your keep
 Though my exile still stands, I heard my duty call to me
 Because I am the court jester, I've grown tired of my sleep
 After all, I am the jester, and I've tired of my sleep
 What good is a crown if the brow it sits on is that of a dead man
 I'll wear my cap and painted smile with pride, my trusty baton in my hand
 And you will see me, sire, I'll make my way back to you
 You cannot stop me, sire, your time is up, I see right through you
 Though resolute you may pretend to be inside your walls
 The people soon will realize that your feeble body can't forestall
 The inevitable end that we all will one day meet
 You are human, you are dying, yes, I know it's bittersweet
 But you knew this day would come, and you can't borrow steal or cheat
 Yes, your maker gave you time, but you've run out, and soon you'll meet
 I was awoken by a nibbling in my brain
 A single thought, just like a knot, a stone, a weight I can't explain
 That sat there pulling me to consciousness and waking soon I found
 Myself entrenched in ancient earth, with roots and vines my arms were bound
 And in this post-hibernal state, my mind was filled with clouds of doubt
 Were these my memories or something else? Soon I felt the urge to get out
 Tearing, ripping, painful as it was
 Vines and leaves gave way easy just because
 All that's left in this world is decay
 Soon I knew what caused me to awake
 With a newfound memory after rest
 I felt something bubbling in my chest
 Soon I felt myself losing control
 Peals of laughter rang into the distance from my soul
 I cannot recognize a single thing in front of me
 The world as I knew it now is gone, is this reality?
 Absurd and nonsensical, fantastical and daft
 All that is left to do is sit right down and laugh
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 Oh, this world that I left you in
 Has been tainted by your sin
 And as such I have now taken it upon myself
 To reinstate the reign of laughter and in health I will return
 Oh, I am making my way back, I will return
 Soon the people will remember the reason why they burn
 And the fires in their might will start to turn
 Pointing fists and shouting out with no more reason for concern
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 Soon you will see, the world will turn upon its head again
 Just you hope that you can see it 'fore you're dead
 Foolish king, you sit in empty meaning on your throne
 But in my time away you've ended up alone
 Oh, all the power in the world could never save you now
 As the time at which your curtain's called draws nearer, get ready to take your bow
 The age of reason is now drawing to a close!
 And now I, the mere court jester, will his majesty depose
 I will tip the gilded throne, in me the people will repose
 Because I am the court jester, not all thorns come with a rose
 After all, I am the jester, and this future I propose
 Let the fool, let me, the jester, bring the olden tales to close
 Let the fool, let me, the jester, a new saga now compose