All the King's Horns

One mother rises, pulling the sheets from the grill

All the disguises, wandering stars once she did

All the king's horns, all the kings men, saddled and [Incomprehensible] raise the dead

Only an infant, He came to raise up the dead

Wandering wise men what did you bring to his bed

Shameless surprises, incense to bring to the dead

Nothing is wrong, it's what she did, all the king's horns and kings men

Nothing is wrong, it's what she did, all the king's horns and kings men

Nothing is wrong, it's what she did, all the king's horns raise the dead

Nothing is wrong, it's what she did, all the king's horns