Behold, the king! Seated high on his throne He has ruled with an iron fist. His burden rests on a troubled crown For his enemies plot within. The king’s men take guard as the enemies grow strong The frailty of his age has all yet but consumed Many have sworn vengeance, forsaken his name Counting the days drawing closer to his grave
All hail the king! All hail the king!
They seek revenge in the name of their king One rises with a claim to the throne He is named from the lineage of his blood They have pledged their swords to his cause The armies move swiftly towards the gates of the hold They come crushing through with a thunderous charge The usurper has breached the great hall of the king The rulers take arms, with their weapons they sing!
All hail the king! All hail the king!
Raise your swords up high for the king!
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