Past days of glory spent
Now feeble and weak
No foes to take to battle
Yet surrounded by enemies
Arrogant, lying in riches
Ignorant to the threat
That stood as a shield before him
Now plot his death
No longer fit to rule
Sword removed from the hand
The king becomes the fool
The dragon becomes the lamb
Six daggers, One axe
Six daggers, One axe
Six daggers, One axe

In a house that was built of wood
Thousand years ago
Six daggers
One axe
And a head will roll
In a land that was bathed in blood
Untold times before
Six daggers
One axe
And a kingdom falls

Viking oath broken
Betrayed everything
A king’s blood spills
The North shall rise

No longer fit to rule
Sword removed from the hand
The king becomes the fool
The dragon becomes the lamb
Six daggers, One axe
Six daggers, One axe
Six daggers, One axe

In a house that was built of wood
Thousand years ago
Six daggers
One axe
And a head will roll
In a land that was bathed in blood
Untold times before
Six daggers
One axe
And a kingdom falls

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