Hallelujah, the king is dead. He said
"Love was the knife"
And now he'll dream some magic queen might try and save his life
They say his famous final words
Came from the heart of the man
He made his bed on love denied
He played Jekyll and Hyde till the day he died
Too late for the young gun
To lead a simple life
Too late for the young gun
This is the Year of Knife
See the mountains crumble
Feel the fire go cold
Summer will turn to window
Love will turn to stone
They say his famous final words
Came from the heart of the man
I made my bed on love denied
Now I ain't gonna sleep tonight
Too late for the young gun
To lead a simple life
Too late for the young gun
This is a Year of Knife
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