the one true king
the one true king is rising
the one true king he lives
tell the world its time and
the one true king still lives
lives again
i was pulling out that sword from the stone
i was reading that lore, on scrolls from days of old
i was studying up, ya know, arcane stuff
that wouldnt make it to the front page, but, its enough that
the one true king is rising
the one true king he lives
i was thinking bout old times, not from this lifetime
but a long time ago, longer than you know
i was wondering what its like, to be the one true king
an ancient in the modern world
one true king is rising
one true king he lives
i was dreaming bout the one true king
but it wasnt a new thing
just something i do frequently
wondering does he believe in me
if so what does he see in me
what is he teaching me
i was thinking bout the infinite times
he made the poor and the innocent rise
opened the door to my mind
look whats inside
cuz, i was hurting, circling around
the same old ground
tryna make profane sacred like a burial mound
deserve to be around ya
if you unlocked the gate would i stop and wait
or even grok how to walk out
with the one true king, we can do anything
we can prove legends live
we can move dead things, resurrecting
wrestling from the grave
stones rolled away from the tomb
decked in fresh from the loom threads
protecting necks from the ever present threat
lift bounties off heads like Fett in the Sarlacc pit
one true king is rising
the one true king he lives
tell the world its time and
the one true king still lives
lives again