Light all the fires,
It's the King of the Rumbling Spires.
Light all the fires,
It's the King and he's coming home.
Who-ho,
Light all the fires,
It's the King of the Rumbling Spires.
Light all the fires,
It's the King and he's coming home.
We're so windy fair.
Priestess of my young soul.
Mighty eagles pair,
On the heaves of your hair.
Light all the fires,
It's the King of the Rumbling Spires.
Light all the fires,
It's the King and he's coming home.
Who-ho,
Light all the fires,
It's the King of the Rumbling Spires.
Light all the fires,
It's the King and he's coming home.
We're so windy fair.
Priestess of my young soul.
Mighty eagles pair,
On the heaves of your hair.
Light all the fires,
It's the King of the Rumbling Spires.
Light all the fires,
It's the King and he's coming home.
Who-ho,
Light all the fires,
It's the King of the Rumbling Spires.
Light all the fires,
It's the King and he's coming home.
Writer(s): Marc Bolan
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