The king's gonna die soon
Yes, he will be replaced
But he has an offspring
One final act [bad word] 
Not gonna be a happy quest
Half his kingdom's very poor
So hope rests on this child
That's not born yet

What will it take to be our savior?
Abandoned, much too heavy to carry

And so they pray
For the unborn child
To lead them out of misery

They all will fall alone
No way they do not know
Even if it leads to insanity

There will be blood, and each child, his tears
No time for being helpless as it seems

This is the burden of this unborn destined child
It's his fate to save his land
And they all pray for a new kingdom [bad word] And their hope will die at last

No one ever dares to doubt his force

Have faith and know
If his son will show
new [bad word] new world [bad word] 
This is the burden of this unborn destined child
It's his fate to save his land
And they all pray for a new kingdom [bad word] And their hope will die at last
This is the burden of this unborn destined child
It's his fate to save his land
And they all pray for a new kingdom [bad word] And their hope will die at last