Somebody once told me
His works, he'd like to show me
He thought they'd fill me with awe and dread

He was looking kind of dumb
Just two legs out in the sun
And his visage a broken stone head

Well, the years start coming and they don't stop coming
Statues are built and they hit the ground crumbling
"Didn't make sense not to build real high!"
Though naught is left but the desert sky

"So much I've done for you to see!
So what's wrong with looking upon me?"

We'll never know what the king shewed
We only know what the man hewed

Hey now, King of Kings now, built to last now, heyday
Hey now, all is gone now, fell to naught now, decay
Nothing beside remains
Only level sands stretch away