King
The Romanovs Lyrics


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Look no more;
Only the weak use their eyes,
But I, I will teach you right.
Come with, me come inside,
Spread your sails, shed your pride
And donโ€™t mind those salty sips
That drag you down.
Youโ€™ll just be gone and Iโ€™ll
Sing on and on,
And on and on and on
To capture the next one.

Long live the king, the king is dead.
Your prayers wonโ€™t call him back to your bed
With all this blood Iโ€™ve laced upon the moon.
No spells of tricks will bring him home,
Long live the king, the king is mine,
The king is dead.

An addict to my tones,
You will drink me till you say when,
And then youโ€™ll have to drink some more.
Youโ€™ll love me like the devil loves
To drink his water laced with wine,
But you wonโ€™t like him be called an angel
When you fall.

Youโ€™ll just be gone and Iโ€™ll
Sing on and on,
And on and on and on
To capture the next one.

Long live the king, the king is dead.
Your prayers wonโ€™t call him back to your bed
With all this blood Iโ€™ve laced upon the moon.
No spells of tricks will bring him home,
Long live the king, the king is mine,
The king is dead.

One day Iโ€™ll be conquered by a wily voice and eyes
And my tomb will be the place where great cities rise.
And the queen will be dead, long live the queen.
And the queen will be dead, long live the queen!

Long live the king, the king is dead.
Your prayers wonโ€™t call him back to your bed
With all this blood Iโ€™ve laced upon the moon.
No spells of tricks will bring him home,
Long live the king, the king is mine,
The king is dead.

Long live the king, the king is dead.
Your prayers wonโ€™t call him back to your bed
With all this blood Iโ€™ve laced upon the moon.
No spells of tricks will bring him home,




Long live the king, the king is mine,
The king is dead.

Overall Meaning

The Romanovsโ€™ song โ€œKingโ€ is a dark, haunting track about power and control. The lyrics begin by addressing the listener directly, telling them to โ€œlook no moreโ€ and explaining that only the weak rely on their eyes to see. The singer promises to โ€œteach you rightโ€ and invites the listener to come with them, shedding their pride and sailing to new horizons. The second verse continues this theme of seduction and control, with the singer promising to be a drug-like addiction to the listener, who will love them as much as the devil loves his wine.


The chorus repeatedly declares โ€œLong live the king, the king is dead,โ€ suggesting that the singer has taken control of the throne and that there is no going back. The listenerโ€™s prayers and spells are powerless to bring back the previous king. The final verse hints at the singerโ€™s eventual downfall, with a โ€œwily voice and eyesโ€ eventually conquering them. The queen will rise in their place, continuing the cycle of power and control.


Overall, โ€œKingโ€ is a chilling meditation on the nature of power and the seduction of control. The lyrics reveal a desire to dominate and possess, to be worshipped like a king. Yet the repeated refrain of โ€œthe king is deadโ€ also hints at the ultimate futility of such desires.


Line by Line Meaning

Look no more;
Stop searching for another, for I will teach you what you need.


Only the weak use their eyes,
Only those who are not strong enough rely on what they see.


But I, I will teach you right.
But I will teach you what you need to know.


Come with, me come inside,
Join me and come inside.


Spread your sails, shed your pride
Be open and honest with me, don't let your pride hold you back.


And donโ€™t mind those salty sips
Don't be affected by those who try to bring you down.


That drag you down.
That try to bring you down with them.


Youโ€™ll just be gone and Iโ€™ll
You will leave, and I will continue on.


Sing on and on,
I will keep singing.


And on and on and on
I will never stop singing.


To capture the next one.
To find the next person to follow me.


Long live the king, the king is dead.
The king is gone, but his memory lives on.


Your prayers wonโ€™t call him back to your bed
No amount of prayer or mourning will bring him back to you.


With all this blood Iโ€™ve laced upon the moon.
With all the death and destruction I have caused in his name.


No spells of tricks will bring him home,
No magic or trickery can bring him back to life.


Long live the king, the king is mine,
He may be gone, but his soul now belongs to me.


The king is dead.
He is dead and nothing can change that.


An addict to my tones,
You will become addicted to my music and my words.


You will drink me till you say when,
You will listen to me until you can't take it anymore.


And then youโ€™ll have to drink some more.
And then you will still come back for more.


Youโ€™ll love me like the devil loves
You will love me with intensity and passion.


To drink his water laced with wine,
To drink something that is both tempting and dangerous, like wine laced with poison.


But you wonโ€™t like him be called an angel
But you won't be seen as innocent and pure, like an angel.


When you fall.
When you eventually succumb to my influence.


One day Iโ€™ll be conquered by a wily voice and eyes
One day, someone will come along and change me with their words and their gaze.


And my tomb will be the place where great cities rise.
My death will lead to the rise of something great, something new.


And the queen will be dead, long live the queen.
When I am gone, the next person to take my place will reign.


Long live the king, the king is dead.
The king may be gone, but his legacy lives on.


Your prayers wonโ€™t call him back to your bed
No amount of prayer or mourning will bring him back to you.


With all this blood Iโ€™ve laced upon the moon.
With all the death and destruction I have caused in his name.


No spells of tricks will bring him home,
No magic or trickery can bring him back to life.


Long live the king, the king is mine,
He may be gone, but his soul now belongs to me.


The king is dead.
He is dead and nothing can change that.


Long live the king, the king is dead.
The king may be gone, but his memory and impact live on.


Your prayers wonโ€™t call him back to your bed
No amount of prayer or mourning will bring him back to you.


With all this blood Iโ€™ve laced upon the moon.
With all the death and destruction I have caused in his name.


No spells of tricks will bring him home,
No magic or trickery can bring him back to life.


Long live the king, the king is mine,
He may be gone, but his soul now belongs to me.


The king is dead.
He is gone and nothing can change that.




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Comments from YouTube:

@realityskewer

I wonder why this song is no longer available on Spotify.

@LordHelmet0409

I was truly disappointed when i noticed that that song was no longer in my playlist.

@nicolej232

Same, itโ€™s not on Apple Music anymore either :(

@fantical999

im glad im not the only one here bc of that :( i hope the song comes back soon

@chaotic7cam

I was so confused. Strange.

@cassietheodora

So it's everyone's problem. It disappeared from my playlist as well :(

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@monstergrrl1313

Wish this would come back to Spotify. My playlists just arenโ€™t the same without if :(

@ecarr9537

same :(

@seanmcdonald5859

I miss this song: suddenly it was stripped from my Spotify playlist.

@StrigExLibris

I wish this was still available on Spotify

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