Ebb and flow
Grasp the handle, seize control
So few of us are chosen to lead the way
To carry on, we stride through lands unknown
The hammer comes crashing down
For every victory, a toll
King of a windswept land
An iron fist through seasons of mist
So eager to understand, crown of cinder by his hand
Crestfallen leader to revoir
You have gone too far
The armor I will choose
The struggle in which I'll lose
All planned way before, such countless nights
Sing a song to guide the fallen
Deemed so lame, so weak
For not partaking in the strangling pulse
King of a windswept land
An iron fist through seasons of mist
So eager to understand, crown of cinder by his hand
Crestfallen leader to revoir
You have gone too far
Left us to split
Divided, we submit
To a will not rightfully ours
King of a windswept land
An iron fist through seasons of mist
So eager to understand, crown of cinder by his hand
Crestfallen leader to revoir
You have gone too far
Crafting a legend so bizarre
We've all gone too far