King Lyrics

I was the king of a foreign land

A god among the mortals

Wiped cities out with the swipe of my hand

Armies rose up all across the earth

I destroyed them all

In their damnation their revolution gave birth

A foe my equal they did create

Forged in Satan's fire

Now I must open hell's gate

Now I walk the streets with my head hung low

I sleep in peasant quarters

Fearful of this beast from far below

Though I may lay my head in squalor

I still manipulate the truth

For the almighty dollar

My reckoning will come at the end of spear

The flames will light the night

To signify that the end is near

I was a king of a foreign land

I was, was a king