king of boys

on a hill in mold

north wales

sightings of a ghostly boy

clad in gold

glittering in the moonlight

king of boys

your grave's been robbed

sold for english pounds

you can't wear your gold cape anymore

you don't roam the hillside like before

they took everything you had

and they left you cold like that

long ago they stole a boy from the moonlight

king of boys

your grave's been robbed

sold for english pounds

you can't wear your gold cape anymore

you don't roam the hillside like before

king of boys

your grave's been robbed

sold for english pounds