Lyrics © 2001 by Terence Chua
(to the tune of "Dancing Queen" by ABBA)
In the light of the moon
We'll all be worshipping soon
Pallid mask, death takes wing
Here comes the Yellow King
Beltane's here and the moon is bright
This time round all the stars are right
When we play the right music
Something's gonna give
What is now dead shall live
Everybody is getting high
Chanting loud while the victims cry
With a bit of night music
He'll be breaking free
Through this dimension's veil
Now hear his mournful wail
Here comes the Yellow King
Hear him sing
As the madness rings
Yellow King
Feel the sweet fatal gift he brings oh yeah
In the light of the moon
We'll all be worshipping soon
Pallid mask, death takes wing
Here comes the Yellow King
He will lead in the final dance
Take the steps or you'll lose your chance
In a swirl of chaos
Now the world will see
Just sweet insanity
And in this ecstasy
Here comes the Yellow King
Hear him sing
As the madness rings
Yellow King
Feel the sweet fatal gift he brings oh yeah
In the light of the moon
We'll all be worshipping soon
Pallid mask, death takes wing
Here comes the Yellow King
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