Chameleon

The king of Orion brings
The jewels from his belt and his sword
The emeralds shine through the trees
To dance upon the high forest lord
I am to you as I am to me
I am a star in a deep blue sea
I am the queen of a million queens
I am a ripple on a crystal stream
The three kings from the east bring gifts of gold frankincense and myrrh

They sing a song of coolness as they trip across the hills that never stare
The king of William shakes his spear writes upon the pages made of bread
He packs his bag, mounts the star, follows wherever he is led
The king of the desert brings a rainbow made of crystals of Assam
He strides across the dusty sea, a caravan of camels in his hand
Tonight

Where are they?
Where?
Where are my little slaves and why are they not in their caves
I'll give them such unhappy days and force them all to change their ways
I'll tie them to a book of rules and send them to my prison schools
Unto my elementarys and they will come out just like me

And Where am I?
Where am I?
And where have they gone?
Where have they gone?

They all ran after the dark lord's wife
She cut off their love with a carving knife
Did you ever see anything else in your life as my blind mice
My blind mice

I am the lord with a plastic hand
Where are the slaves that I command
Where are the knights that were trembling at my words
And standing by the ruined gate
Just for the fish to catch their bate
And then my love to dark tunnel we shall go

Where are my little slaves and why are they not in their caves
I'll give them such unhappy days and force them all to change their ways
I'll tie them to a book of rules and send them to my prison schools
Unto my elementarys and they will come out slaves as me

And where am I?