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Here Comes The King 歌詞
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Golden Silvers
- 2009.5.27 リリース
- 作詞
- WATKINS GWILYM
- 作曲
- WATKINS GWILYM
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- 文字サイズ
- ふりがな
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Oh this is the last love song
That ever I will sing
For the vultures have got my heart
And the bells cease to ring
But here comes the pretty boy
Here comes the king
Your heart is his kingdom
Your body is his wings
And he's coming for yor daughters
And he's coming for your sons
To conquer and slaughter
Each and everyone
And each and everything
Oh here comes the king
Now I've found myself dressed in sequins
Held in my left hand is an ace
But still I just wish I could change my name
And I wish I could change my face
Oh but here comes the pretty boy
With his whistles and bells
With his cloak and his toys
I think we all know him well
And he's coming for your body
He's coming for your soul
And he won't be leaving
Till he's broken all the gold and gifts that you bring
Oh here comes the king
And you can kneel before him now
And polish his many-jewelled crown
But he'll just cross your shoulders with his sword
And then he'll strike you down
Oh but here comes the pretty boy
Surrounded in his throne
By nymphs and virgins to convince he's not alone
And he's coming for your sister
He's coming for your land
To raze and ruin
Each and every hand that is held out to him
Oh here comes the king
That ever I will sing
For the vultures have got my heart
And the bells cease to ring
But here comes the pretty boy
Here comes the king
Your heart is his kingdom
Your body is his wings
And he's coming for yor daughters
And he's coming for your sons
To conquer and slaughter
Each and everyone
And each and everything
Oh here comes the king
Now I've found myself dressed in sequins
Held in my left hand is an ace
But still I just wish I could change my name
And I wish I could change my face
Oh but here comes the pretty boy
With his whistles and bells
With his cloak and his toys
I think we all know him well
And he's coming for your body
He's coming for your soul
And he won't be leaving
Till he's broken all the gold and gifts that you bring
Oh here comes the king
And you can kneel before him now
And polish his many-jewelled crown
But he'll just cross your shoulders with his sword
And then he'll strike you down
Oh but here comes the pretty boy
Surrounded in his throne
By nymphs and virgins to convince he's not alone
And he's coming for your sister
He's coming for your land
To raze and ruin
Each and every hand that is held out to him
Oh here comes the king