Song Description
The song is an indictment of leaders who aspire only to power and answer to no one for the crimes they commit in its pursuit. Their burden of guilt is a price we all pay for the power they hold.
| Song Length |
3:59 |
Genre |
Pop - Rock, Pop - Alternative |
| Tempo |
Medium Slow (91 - 110) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Mood |
Outraged, Poignant |
Subject |
Power, Violence |
| Similar Artists |
The Beatles, John Lennon |
Language |
English |
| Era |
1990 - 1999 |
| |
Lyrics
Real King
You and all your private wars
Who pays the price for them
Arm in arm to the gates of hell and back again
Sweet blood of youth must spill till the rivers all run red
Wrap yourself in security and put you fears to bed
You're a real king now
The sword that twists in your side is the weight of the crown
You're a real king now
When you gonna turn the tide
Who is gonna show you how
Drink the wine of rhetoric till you're drunk from the game
Casting lots for the robes of the crucified behind a wall of blame
And the names of all the innocent are now the names of the damned
It's gonna take something stronger than holy water to wash them from your hands
So where do we go from here
Tell me if you know
When everything we've done runs in
Where are we to go
You're a real king now
The sword that twists in your side is the weight of the crown
You're a real king now
When you gonna turn the tide
Who is gonna show you how
Sweet blood of youth must spill till the rivers all run red
Wrap yourself in security and put you fears to bed
God above has closed his eyes so we pray that he won't hear
Tell me if you know
Where do we go from here
You're a real king now
The sword that twists in your side is the weight of the crown
You're a real king now
When you gonna turn the tide
Who is gonna show you how