Can you hear the church bells ring?
Here he comes
The king of kings
His hotel burns
Made of ash and strings
He's got all he wants
And lost everything
Everything about this life doesnt feel the same
Without you here
Alone, i would rather be at home
And i could laugh and i could try to live this life a thousand times
But its not the same when you arent there to greet me home
Can you hear the church bells no longer ring
Here he comes
The king of kings
His hotel burns
Made of ash and strings
Not knowing the pain that the death of a pet would bring.