The Elect -

And the same conflict, and the same enemies

And the same nobility and the same slaves

And the same gods and the same laws

And the same hate which raises us

We are the elect, don’t expect to joint us

We are kings, you’re nothing we decide

We are the elect, don’t expect to joint us

We are kings, stay slaves and die

You work for us but you think you are free

You think you know, you know what we say

You fight together when we decide

And your pride… is your jail

And you’re captive, of your beliefs

Captive of your faith

We are the elect, we are…

And your gods and your laws?

And your faith, and your pride?

And your gods and your laws?

And your beliefs and your life?

We are the elect, justice and offender

Do you want another king or maybe another god?

We are the elect, world is changing, we don’t!

And your gods and your laws?

And your faith, and your pride?

And your gods and your laws?

And your beliefs and your life?

A king is dead, a king is dead

We are the elect, don’t expect to joint us

We are kings, you’re nothing we decide

We are the elect, don’t expect to joint us

We are kings, stay slaves and die