AstarothD88

Watch your tongue or have it cut from your head Save your life by keeping whispers unsaid Children roam the streets, now orphans of war Bodies hanging in the streets to adore Royal flames will carve a path in chaos, Bringing daylight to the night Death is riding into town with armor, They've come to take all your rights Hail to the king, hail to the one Kneel to the crown, stand in the sun Hail to the king!