LYRIC
Hopeless beggars, dance to this beatific flute
If there’s a Lord out there, he’s just a guest
Under this dome of ignorance
Our boat is called Apocalypse
Who’s in front of us we cut them deep
Yet untold, still unheard
We cherished lives to the underworld [Chorus] King of everything
King of everything
King of everything
King of everything [Verse 2] We do what we have been trained to
Hopeless beggars, dance to this beatific flute
If there’s Lord out there, he’s just a guest
Under this dome of ignorance [Chorus] King of everything
King of everything
King of everything
King of everything
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