| The king’s gonna die soon
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| Yes, he will be replaced
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| But he has an offspring
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| One final act to come
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| Not gonna be a happy quest
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| Half his kingdom’s very poor
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| So hope rests on this child
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| That’s not born yet
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| What will it take to be our savior?
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| Abandoned, much too heavy to carry
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| And so they pray
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| For the unborn child
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| To lead them out of misery
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| They all will fall alone
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| No way they do not know
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| Even if it leads to insanity
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| There will be blood, and each child, his tears
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| No time for being helpless as it seems
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| This is the burden of this unborn destined child
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| It’s his fate to save his land
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| And they all pray for a new kingdom to come
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| And their hope will die at last
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| No one ever dares to doubt his force
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| Have faith and know
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| If his son will show
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| A new kingdom come
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| A new world to come
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| This is the burden of this unborn destined child
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| It’s his fate to save his land
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| And they all pray for a new kingdom to come
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| And their hope will die at last
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| This is the burden of this unborn destined child
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| It’s his fate to save his land
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| And they all pray for a new kingdom to come
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| And their hope will die at last |