Stabbed in the back
Under attack
Crushed by no hardship
Still nothing we lack
We will not kneel
No worship or trust
For despots with money
Drunk power in lust
We serve no king
No king but Christ
We bow to no man
No King but Christ
Idols for sale
Sick in the head
Why trust in humans
Who all end up dead
Rhetoric fails
Politics change
There is one Ruler
Who always remains
Eyes burn like fire
Face like the sun
He rides in victory
He is the One
No King but Christ
No King but Christ
We serve no king
No King but Christ