King of the Dead
Icy winds in northern lands, chilling to the bone
Forgotten caverns out of sight, a secret carved in stone
Tempted by the whispering winds, take the sword of old
And become one in mind and soul, a prophecy's been told
(Pre-Chorus)
Hail! Hail! Hail! Hail!
(Chorus)
Prince of Darkness, Lord of Frost, raise us from the grave
Wicked spirits running wild, no resting for the brave
Conquering the realms afar, consume the souls mislead
Follow you to victory - all hail King of the Dead
Purge the weakness of your kin, the time has come to rule
The founding of your legacy, magnificent and cruel
Whatever cost, it has to be, the powers are unknown
We'll make you last eternally on your frozen throne
(Pre-Chorus)
Hail! Hail! Hail! Hail!
(Chorus)
Prince of Darkness, Lord of Frost, raise us from the grave
Wicked spirits running wild, no resting for the brave
Conquering the realms afar, consume the souls mislead
Follow you to victory - all hail King of the Dead
(Chorus)
Prince of Darkness, Lord of Frost, raise us from the grave
Wicked spirits running wild, no resting for the brave
Conquering the realms afar, consume the souls mislead
Follow you to victory, all hail King of the Dead
Writer/s: Boris Dräger, Jens JayJay Peters, Lukas Strunck, Matthias Hauser, Yorck Segatz
