• Do you see him?
    The one who wandered
    Who strayed from the path
    Do you see him?

    The one who sit upon the throne
    The throne of stolen gold
    Whose head bares a crown
    A crown made of lost souls

    He who calls himself king
    With power we fear
    But king of nothing they scream
    Which echoes in our ears

    His soul hangs from the skies
    Nearly falling but remaining
    Never losing this battle we see
    He who calls himself
    - The Eternal King

    Time drew pass, yet he remain
    Still upon the throne of stolen gold
    Head bare high with his crown
    As they scream for him to die

    Who strayed and dreamed
    The Eternal King