The Man Who Would Be King

Bless me father, I must go away
To save us from the ones who don't believe
Confess me father I have sin
But maybe the angels really sing
For the man who would be king

We laugh at your religion, you people of the sand
We have no superstition, you can read it in our hands

Forgive me father for the change we bring
But it is all for the man who would be king

Don't leave a body standing, not the holy, not the small
Deliver us from the evil
If it yours we want it all

Lately father I've been wondering
Is the devil just the man who would be king?

How can right be ever wrong?
We are glory, we are stronger than you
We never got an answer
It's just too late to ask
The bloody flag was waving
Our hearts just ran too fast

Curse me father for the chains we bring
And don't believe the man who would be king

We never got an answer, the question slipped my mind
I've been so busy killing, I haven't found the time
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