King Croesus

In a temple there sits a man made of stone And though he is very old He never sees the lighting of day And his nights are very long The man of stone, King Croesus King Croesus is his name The man of stone, King Croesus King Croesus still remains Through the purple light of sunset When all the land is cold King Croesus looks around him Yes he does And he doesn't seem so old The man of stone, King Croesus King Croesus is his name The man of stone, King Croesus King Croesus still remains King Croesus we can't see you King Croesus we can't hear you The man of stone, King Croesus King Croesus is his name The man of stone, King Croesus King Croesus still remains