Solider, Poet, King
There will come a soldier who carries a mighty sword,
He will tear your city down,
O lei, O lai, O Lord
O lei, O Lai, O lei, Oh Lord
He will tear your city down,
O lei, O lai, O Lord
There will come a poet, whose weapon is his word
He will slay you with his tongue,
O lei, O lai, O Lord
O lei, O lai, O lei, O Lord
He will slay you with his tongue,
O lei, O lai, O Lord
There will come a ruler, whose brow is laid in thorn
Smeared with oil like David's boy,
O lei, O lai, O Lord
O lei, O lai, O lei, O Lord
Smeared with oil like David's boy,
O lei, O lai, O Lord
He will tear your city down,
O Lei, O lai, O Lord