The King Is Dead Songtext / Lyric

Diese Krone gibt mir das Gefühl von Macht, MACHT! Verzeiht mein grausames Kichern... Macht...



as he lay in the pool of blood

we heard a voice _

we heard the devil sing

_

and now the tyrant knows

the holy king _



_

shots howled out of the crowd

_

_

your king is what we need

and they all looked at me, they looked at me



they looked at me...






[Refrain:]

light the fires with joy and sing

the king is dead long live the king

dance in circles ring-a-ring

the king is dead long live the king



the king is dead long live the king

but who knows what he will bring?

who knows what he will bring?



they gave the sceptre in my hand

to _ people _ their land

I moved into the town

to wear a crown of gold

each night I kissed another girl

I knew my soul was sold



_ court

the royal money got real short

all of my _

_ a new law to raise the royal tax and fill my bags



to fill my bags...



[Refrain] (2x)