You got to climb up on your high horses, decide over air
You're [bad word] of a void, there is no need to be fair
In an invisible robe, sitting on your throne of sand
As a real prince of blank, nod to the people and wave with your hand

With your back all straight, satisfied that you are right
Convinced that it is simple, everything is black or white
With [bad word] to measure, it always shows in your favor
Felling self-indulgent, the taste is the sweetest of flavors 

Ref: On your head sits a crown of lead
And your life is just days that have fled.
You are [bad word] the King,
You are [bad word] a King Of Nothing. 

In a world of make belief, your word is the law.
Your voice sounds like thunder, everyone listens in awe.
You are laying down [bad word]  on a tablet of stone.
We bow to your wisdom, adore what you have shown. 

Ref: On your head sits a crown of lead
And your life is just days that have fled.
You are [bad word] the King,
You are [bad word] a King Of Nothing. 

[Solo] 

Ref: On your head sits a crown of lead
And your life is just days that have fled.
You are [bad word] the King,
You are [bad word] a King Of Nothing.