It's twelve o'clock in london town
Human beeings creeping round
Pestlence all over the land
People dying and there is no end
Screams and laughter fill the air
The undertaker is everywhere
He is celebrating his bloody meal
If there's no money there is no deal
Ch: cause he's the king
King pest
King - king pest
He takes the rest
King - king pest
The unknown guest
King - king pest
He takes the best
Big black shape with a skinless smile
A pale white skull waiting for the time
Desparing screams echoe through the night
Disciples of fear calling for the fight
Between live and death no chance to choose
Try to pay the bill but you will loose
He collect the victims for the open hell
The king of destruction with his mortal bell
Ch: cause he's the king
King pest
King - king pest
He takes the rest
King - king pest
The unknown guest
King - king pest
He takes the best
Writer(s): Chris Boltendahl, Jens Becker, Manfred Albert Schmidt
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