Hold your breath, hold your horses
His greatness's arrival is near
Our king, our saviour
Speaker of truth, redeemer of trust
When he speaks there is silence
When he calls people chorus and cheer
Courage and dedication
Bearer of light and esperance appears
Tidal waves of excitement
He enthralls them all
So close to the peak of his game
In the blink of an eye he will fall
Oh the swoon, oh the letdown
Let me spare you the horror, the grief
Not a king, not a saviour
But a traitor and deciever
A liar, a thief
Finally mine is vengeance
Dear people come forward and see
Don't you lot recognise him
Rustler of chicken now lies at my feet
Pushing rocks up the mountains
Watching them roll down again
Forever in debt to the light
Eager to see through the night that will never end
