Bill deRome - what became of the wind (demo) Lyrics

I wonder what became of the wind
Took my winter clothes to the bin
I'm certain that you have no proof
Or I'm too afraid to see the truth
I wonder what became of the wind

It isn't like my king to be late
Delivered on his promise of hate
Then bounded off on golden plinth
But he's coming back to take me with
It isn't like my king to be late

I wonder when your trial will begin
We're done uno reversing a sin
These huddled masses have no pride
We should send them to the other side
I wonder when your trial will begin

It isn't like my team to make me wait
The key card doesn't open the gate
Although I swore my fealty, love
I suppose I didn't give enough
It isn't like my team to make me wait

I wonder what became of my kin
Struggle as they did to fit in
We'd pay our dues for those who died
But we're ill equipped to go outside
I wonder what became of my kin

I'm certain that you have no proof
Or I'm too afraid to see the truth
I wonder what became of the wind