Where Is The King?

Fernando Maltha

Compositor: Fernando Maltha

Where is the king
Who left the desert?
We have no prayers to save us
We don't have guns and candles to hide
Where are our bare feet and angelic whores?
I punched your miracles like an empty bag of hope

But that's all they have
That's all they think they have

Oh, where is the king?
Oh, where is the king?
Oh, where is the king?
Oh, where is the king?

Everything is lost
Everyone needs a fake faith
All are empty and sad
Deep inside you
Everything is lost
Deep inside you