The Man Who Would Be King - Dio

Bless me, father, I must go away

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

Confess me, father, I have sinned

But maybe angels really sing

For 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

It’s just too late to ask

The bloody flag was waving

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

The question slipped my mind

I’ve been so busy killing

I haven’t found the time