Ready to sin for the pride of my king

ready to leave for his love

What a stranger world, where a kingdom may fall

for a "caprice" of a lord

In my hall there's a reek of sin that flows

lost in the darkness i can feel your presence

my shame won't be cleansed anymore



Save me, oh my God

'cause i've got to sell my soul

won't you save me once again?

Won't you hear my silent pray?



Slave to a portrait, the king fell in love

"bring me that girl", his final word

Should ever a poor man, as i really am

live by his faith, or obedience