Some kings have their reasons,
They rely on Buddha or jesus, not me
You tie your tongue into a knot,
Try to tell people what's good and what's not,
For your greed!
News flash this is not your world
Were gathering a storm
It's ours for the taking
You grow rich as we grow poor,
There's no justice anymore,
The world is ours to save
One sword, one sway,
Your blades no match for me
One word, you say,
I'll take your crown today
All of your treason,
Divides the world into pieces, at a tea party
You thought you would never get caught
Don't you know the truth will set you free, not greed!
You've been sitting on that throne for way too long
The gold has gotten too your head
The crown sits upon your head for way too long
The gold has gotten too your head
So were comin' gunnin'!