---

I am a king of honor, gold and glory

but every king must also die.

Have I been just and righteous, what is glory?

I know I've torn and taken life!

And here I stand,

a small and simple man.

Who will trade his karma for my kingdom?

A sacrificial rite to render truth.

The fire in my soul rejects my wisdom

because all you do in life comes back to you.

I am a king in crisis, counting minutes,

there is an ending to my reign.

My sins have come to face me,

I can feel it that I have lived my life in vain.

And now I know I'll reap

the seeds I've sown.

Who will trade his karma for my kingdom?

A sacrificial rite to render truth.

The fire in my soul rejects my wisdom

because all you do in life comes back to you.

Am I mad?

I feel so void and cold.

Who can tell, who holds

the stories untold?

Tired and trembling

I am descending,

will I have to stay here

and live this life again?

Who will trade his karma for my kingdom?

A sacrificial rite to render truth.

The fire in my soul rejects my wisdom

because all you do in life comes back to you.