Where is the king Who left the desert? We have no prayers to save us We don't have guns and candles to hide Where are our bare feet and angelic whores? I punched your miracles like an empty bag of hope But that's all they have That's all they think they have Oh, where is the king? Oh, where is the king? Oh, where is the king? Oh, where is the king? Everything is lost Everyone needs a fake faith All are empty and sad Deep inside you Everything is lost Deep inside you