Death Of A King

THE KING IS DEAD
THE KING IS DEAD
HE'S LYING ON THE BATTLEFIELD
AN ENEMY HAS CUT HIS HEAD
HAS STOLEN HIM HIS SWORD, HIS SHIELD

OUR LEADER HAS BEEN TAKE AWAY
FROM NOW WE LIVE A DARKER DAY
NOW HE IS OUT OF OUR SIGHT
AS HE'S FALLEN DURING FIGHT

WE'LL BURY NOW HIS BONE
HE'S LYING THERE ALONE
UNDERNEATH THE GRASSY PLAIN
LEAVING HERE ALL THE PAIN

THE KING IS DEAD
THE KING IS DEAD
ALL THE DAYS ARE TURNED TO SAD
OUR LEADER HAS BEEN GONE
WHAT HAVE I SAID, WHAT HAVE I DONE

WHY GOD TOOK THIS MAN AWAY
IT HURTS SO MUCH I COULDN'T SAY
FROM NOW ON WE MUST EVERY DAY
FALL TO THE GROUND AND PRAY

THAT OUR KING WILL SOON RETURN
OR OUR HOMES WILL BURN
LIT ON BY THE ENEMY
OH LORD, CAN'T YOU SEE

THE WINDS BLOW COLDER EVERY WEEK
AND ALL FOR NOW WE SEEK
IS A MAN WHO WOULD US SAVE
FIGHT THE ENEMYS STRONG AND BRAVE
BUT ALL IS GONE NOW, WHAT WE HAD
I REALIZE
THE KING IS DEAD!