The Man Who Would Be King



Bless me father I must go away

To save us from the one's who don't believe

Confess me father I have sin but maybe

Angels really sing

Fot 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's all for the man who would be king



Don't leave a body standing

Not the holy not the small

Deliver us from evil

If it's 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

But it's just too late to ask

The bloody flag was waving

And 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

Cause the question slipped my mind

I've been so busy killing

That I haven't found the right time