Behold the royal tenderness, celebrate the golden age  Pompous parade of decadence, acclaimed by the plebs  And he who smiles, who cheers the most  Is the ruler himself of fields so green and seas so wide  His glory still shines bright    Beware of those close  Watch out -- betrayal grows    Another empire turns to dust  As an old wound opens again  The actor's new, the pain sol old  This is the last dance of a dying king    The king must face his destiny -- even he must bow  This treatment has been planned by long -- the time is now  And now he feels the burning knife driven in his back  He sees the face now of his wife grinning in delight    Another empire turns to dust -- as history repeats itself  The actor's new, the pain sol old  This is the last dance of a dying king    Dance... fall... whore    And so his love dethroned the king  The king is dead she killed the king    these lyrics are submitted by BURKUL