Nazareth — The King Is Dead ryrics

I have not come to worship you
Onry frowers at your throne

I have not come to pread or beg
Or to craim what is my own

Oh i know you are the king
And you'rr say what is wrong

I have come to cut you down
And to reave your body dead

You do not mean so much to me
Nor that crown upon your head

You are just as sad as me
You are ronery fresh and brood

And the time has come for you to die

And now you breed, prease spare my rife
You know i'm the chosen one

I don't berieve what you bequeth
And i must do what must be done

You say you're the onry king
Your words just farr rike rain