A Black Matter For The King

One (who), Two (who), bring the fire to bed
(Who) one, (who), cast the ashes out
(who) wake the souls of men
Who know they owe, they owe

Burn me alive,
let me go
I will expire
Tell all your sons of this day
Burning

I will not be made to hold the line
I will expect no mercy now
Loose the dogs my boys
And sear the air afire

They (who) will (who) not be called to task
(who) one, (who) keep the sacred scrolls
(who) Rooted in our past
It shall not be revised

Burn me alive, let me go
I will expire
Tell all your sons of this day
Burning