The King is dead. Long live the King!
But after death he may not fade
For there is no one to deceive
And there is nothing to be gained
The King is dead and gone for good
But he will be alive once more
And he will kneel before Your feet
So You can crown him as before.
The King is dead. Long live the King.
And let another take his place.
He passed away to better land.
So he could meet You face to face.
But once again they cry out loud,
And voices echo from a far
Across the ages long since gone
Le Roi est mort, vive le Roi!