Rebels And Kings - Vice Squad

Medieval writer cannot hide

The people fighting for their pride

North wind blowing through the skin

Planet of death sun of ruin

The king hears the drums

He can taste defeat

Flames in the sky give a cold dark heat

Rhythm of revenge calms the savage beast

Outside on the street

Everybody is dancing to the rebel beat

The beggars offer him their money

His hounds are too afraid to bark

Can't understand his loyal subjects

Fear holds the key and not respect

The king hears the drums

He can taste defeat

Flames in the sky give a cold dark heat

Rhythm of revenge calms the savage beast

Outside on the street

Everybody is dancing to the rebel beat

Have I learned to fly now

As the king walks to the gallows

The jester wipes away a smile

A minstrel lurking in the shadows

The guilty slain without a trial

The funeral tems becomes a rhapsody

Flames in the sky show the legacy

Rhythm of change a chance to meet

Meanwhile on the street

Everybody is dancing to the rebel beat