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The Mad King Must Die Video (MV)




Performed By: Bhikshu
Language: English
Length: 3:55
Written by: Arto Tammenoksa, Sampo Marski




Bhikshu - The Mad King Must Die Lyrics




Absolute decree from the god-king
Demanding subservience, all must kneel
We the subjects, the worthless maggots
We the worthless, the enslaved
We the faceless, equal to naught
We the nameless, the unrecognized

The mad king must die
To liberate
The mad king must die
From entropy
The mad king must die
The throne will shatter
Lunacy and terror
Justify regicide

We must quell the flames
Of the maniac
Lest the sun will die
In his madness
And the skies will fall
We drown in ashes
The mad king must die

Seeking the omnipotent, for the honor of the god-king
Task that can't be fulfilled, request that can't be done

We the servants, those sent to die
We the worthless, the enslaved
We the voiceless, we the silenced
We the worthless, the enslaved

Calling upon any man will not help, calling upon any god will not help
This is my battle, this is our fate

Redemption is in our hands
Redemption is in our blood and toil
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Absolute decree from the god-king
Demanding subservience, all must kneel
We the subjects, the worthless maggots
We the worthless, the enslaved
We the faceless, equal to naught
We the nameless, the unrecognized

The mad king must die
To liberate
The mad king must die
From entropy
The mad king must die
The throne will shatter
Lunacy and terror
Justify regicide

We must quell the flames
Of the maniac
Lest the sun will die
In his madness
And the skies will fall
We drown in ashes
The mad king must die

Seeking the omnipotent, for the honor of the god-king
Task that can't be fulfilled, request that can't be done

We the servants, those sent to die
We the worthless, the enslaved
We the voiceless, we the silenced
We the worthless, the enslaved

Calling upon any man will not help, calling upon any god will not help
This is my battle, this is our fate

Redemption is in our hands
Redemption is in our blood and toil
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Writer: Arto Tammenoksa, Sampo Marski
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