Theyve come to ruin my palace To torch my ethereal kingdom I am the king in this castle The king in solitude The red sea is closing in A melting tide A glowing horizon A blackened sky The wind carries A thousand burning embers A thousand screams of agony A smell of ruin In flames, this endless living hall Becomes a torture chamber The asphyxiating poison replacing air Im breathing death The deadly red tongue Licking on my throne Stinging through my coat Stopping all my senses In this pain, my pride, my vigor Become just empty words As Im coming to and end, I realize I never was the king of anything So long it has been That time has twisted Itself around my center So far I have traveled Centuries of knowledge I have gained Trees of millennium Ive seen wither I have no home, no legacy And no way to justify That my lifes work was Just myself growing old. A red collage of death Burned into my eyes A vivid image of reality Until the end will torture me This end, that Ive yearned for, turns vicious When recalling the past My throne of dirt, a finite monument This final breath, that Ive waited for long Carried away by a familiar cold Let the flames consume me No witness To my frailness Buried in the ashes Magnus Drums Heiko Guitars Endrik Guitars Kevin Vocals, Bass
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