When the new king is done
He smiles to the crowd all around
But the old men know
That kings came only for gold and blood

So one year has passed,
And all you see is misery
But the ruler never starves
His table is always full of goods

My friends now we have to rise
All pitchforks and sickles stand up high
Until our lord is dead!!!
Cry out togheter!

It's time now, my king!!!
Your head is gonna roll!!!
You're dead now, my king!!!
your reign is gonna fall!!!
Now!!!

Shiny knights,
With white horses
Covered with rebels' blood
No one can escape
From their swords
They're all condamned

The king laughs
At the top of the tower
But a red stain appears in his chest
When distance between
Crown and crowd is high
An arrow can open the path to freedom

My friends now we have to rise
All pitchforks and sickles stand up high
Until our lord is dead!!!
Cry out togheter!

It's time now, my king!!!
Your head is gonna roll!!!
You're dead now, my king!!!
Your reign is gonna fall!!!
Now!!!

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