The Man Who Would Be King

Bless me father, I must go away To save us from the ones who don't believe Confess me father I have sin But maybe the 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 is all for the man who would be king Don't leave a body standing, not the holy, not the small Deliver us from the evil If it 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