The Leper King Lyrics

“Our forefathers were religious men and feared God. Now in their places a wicked generation has grown up, sinful sons, falsifiers of Christian faith, who run the course of all unlawful things without discrimination”

Our grandfathers their broadswords
Washed in oceans, ground in barrens
And we sins of our fathers
Wash in weeping wounds of ours

The land lies languished, the folk lives chagrined
The East took over souls and tantrums
Those frail shoulders took hard millstone
Grasping holy plague in ransom

Hail to our King!
Bearing Kingdom’s guilt
Hail to You, Sire
Kingdom’s in the mire

To the saddlebow attached his body
Horns resound, blood strikes like river
This half corpse leads foolhardy champions
By the blade in rotten hand sans fingers

His gaze is fixed on the tree of rescue
As lipless mouth breath silent prayer
“Don’t let Thy Kingdom fall on my duty
Make me David, Goliath’s slayer!”

Hail to our King!
Bearing Kingdom’s guilt
Hail to You, Sire
Kingdom’s in the mire

Hail to our King!
Bearing Kingdom’s guilt
Hail to You, Sire
Kingdom’s in the mire

Hail to sovereign
Dignity regained
Hail to You, lad
Christus Imperat!