Perfect is the life of king Father said to me The life was mine when he died Too young to rule an empire But father never lied Perfect was the life of king Ignore my incestuous background I was born of God Gods don't die, why should I I want to live forever It's my divine right But doubts begin to cloud my mind Much has been written about Father's immortality If he hasn't died, where is he now? Save me I'm a victim of a mortal life I want immortality in the memory of man I'm only made of flesh and bone I'll eventually die Put my name on a body of stone And my soul will rise Save me I'm a victim of a mortal life I want immortality in the memory of man Build me lasting monuments Eternal forms of my name Hide my rotting body From the claws of decay Leave me in my peaceful sleep So I can dream of life Perfect is the life of king Father said to me But he didn't tell me life would end
